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... rom nobles and merchants.

If we teleport, it would an instant, but it wouldnt take too long even if Tsubaki ran until Volton, so we returned by carriage this time.

At our Volton mansion, we were greeted by the maids led by Maribelle, and by Sebastian who had a large number of letters in hand.

Welcome home, Master, Madams.

Welcome home.

A cold sweat ran down my back.

Sebastian, is that

Yes. Letters from within and outside of the country have ...

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