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“Your energy is low because you’ve been lying down for a long time. It’s dangerous to overdo the divine magic.”

“Is that so?”

I laughed because I found it perfectly ridiculous. They didn’t even apply proper recovery magic in the first place. Even if they did, they made excuses and reluctantly did so. Since they were Queen Liness’s people, they would’ve been told to delay my recovery as much as possible. However, it was still quite disgusting to see them act so corru ...

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