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... re a dark navy-blue uniform with a simple longsword attached to his hip.
Unlike many of the other high noble families, House Peterlor did not have an ancestral weapon that was passed down from generation to generation.
But none would dare mock the seemingly plain sword that the current duke Rokan Peterlor was capable of wielding.
As the youngest god stage cultivator in the history of the Federation, Duke Peterlor was a powerful genius whose swordsmanship skills rivalled those o ...
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