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... f he were annoyed, Sung Yi-hwan grumbled–

[You’re truly wrapping up like an onion, aren’t you? Seo Dawon.]

“……”

[I wanted to see a bit of your precious flesh.]

As his shining eyes glanced over the Mage, I felt as if my blood rushed in reverse. I clenched my teeth and shouted to Lackey, “Support Dawon-ie.”

[Clack Clack..!]

[Okay…!]

Just as Lackey’s eyes twinkled purple, the zombie, reeling about behind us, rushed in at a high speed.

...

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