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... ur Demon army..."

Upon hearing Leon's request, Liliana was naturally surprised and gave him a puzzled look.

"Are you curious about the composition of my demon army?" Liliana inquired tentatively.

"Yes! Can you share the details?" Leon replied with a firm nod and a hint of eagerness.

Liliana fell silent for a few moments, her beautiful face still reflecting confusion.

Her initial assumption was that Leon sought her assistance in concocting an antidote for t ...

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