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... laughter fluttered in the rose garden, and the King's Hall was still quiet and solemn.
Avet sat on the throne, holding a pen and paper in his hand, handling the government affairs of the alliance. His expression is indifferent, and when he draws a brush, he decides the life and death of others. After a while, he put down the quill in his hand and looked at the dim sky outside the hall.
"It's so late..."
Avit frowned slightly, and he was indeed a little hungry after being bu ...
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