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... a husky voice.
His father's big hand was lifted and then rested upon Lucas' shoulder heavily.
"Lucas, kid. It seems that you are worried about this. No wonder you have not spoken since earlier," his father's stern voice echoed in his ears, making Lucas instinctively look up, only to be met with his father's loving and concerned gaze.
"Luke, are you worried that we will blame you because of awakening a low-grade grimoire?" His mother looked at him tenderly. Tears welled up ...
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