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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 792
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... icks of the tongue and less amicable glances – glared Igna, then smirked, “-the name’s Oat, I’m a mercenary from the Empire, sent to guard the advance party,” the outline cleared as the distance closed. Igna kept a nonchalant regard whilst the tired fighters breathed sighs and complained in mild whispers. The leader of the march, an elf, waited with arms crossed.
“Are you the Prince of Arda?” he fired, the height stood shy short of the average of the current crowd. There was a cuteness i ...
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