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                                        Chapter 545 Beelzebub Without Wings, Uncertain Love
                                
                                                                                        
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The question did not sound like a question, but more like an echo from a future that had never happened. Before Fitran stood Beelzebub—not in the form of a ravenous demon, but as a figure trembling with the desire to feel. The expression on her ethereal face displayed a range of nuances; between hope and fear, as if she struggled to reach something that had long been lost to her.
Location: "Yunara Samaveda" Ritual Room
The room was not just a place. It was a mirror of ...
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