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... akes the Seas!
A few days later, on the nameless deserted island.
The rebels of Candied Fruit Island were having lunch.
Lunch was a generous term. It was a gruel made from the cheapest ingredients they could buy on nearby islands. It tasted terrible.
Especially lately, their anxiety and anticipation made it even harder to swallow.
"Brother Abel, do you think Lord Nezumi can really kill that bastard?"
Turner asked in a low ...
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