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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Two. First Recruitment.
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... Holmstead up the stairs. They'd pushed themselves hard, twelve hours a day for three days, but they'd managed to reach level seven. He fought back a yawn as he dropped through a portal into his inventory. He desperately needed a few hours of sleep and a hot meal, both of which could be found there. Sliding Monroe off the Makres, he laid his feline overlord down on the bed, where, with a twitch of his tail, Monroe transitioned from sleeping across Bob's shoulders to sleeping at the foot of the b ...
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