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... arms, hearing a few satisfying pops in his shoulders.
’First things first, my poisoning.’
It was time for him to start getting things done.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t touch Acer.
The little rooster alone was trouble; there was no way Ignotus could win against him, even with his much greater battle experience. And to make things worse, he was constantly surrounded by the main family’s guards.
Ignotus’s current body—with its measly strength—wasn’t exactly r ...
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