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... ms River.
It normally wouldn’t make sense for a river, rather than a sea, to be full of trade ships, but Thyrims was a great river.
The trade ships lined up in a row in the relatively narrow river.
And on the head of the innermost ship was a green-eyed elf.
Looking up, Heerlein’s lips trembled.
It was a familiar face.
“...I-it’s Horde! How did you get here...?”
“It’s a long story! Get on first!!”
Right, it wasn’t the time to ask for ...
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