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... his small fist, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
Duke just walked away.
Mograine smiled. This was the Duke he knew.
As an old comrade of mine for more than ten years, even a word of encouragement would be unnecessary.
The action just now has expressed everything - no need to say anything, just follow with your weapon in hand.
Mograine’s old body, which was nearly sixty years old, seemed to be suddenly injected with the strongest vitality. He stood up sud ...
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