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Chapter 293 - 290: Night Tea Strong as Liquor!
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... s not over yet!
The mere thought of the tea he had already ingested made Melvil’s face turn extremely unsightly, and at that moment, Arthur, who was sitting cross-legged in his chair, began to deliberately rotate his ankle.
Even though he was wearing boots, this motion immediately reminded Melvil of…
Footskin!
Blech!
The creator of ’Death Mask’, the strongest, one of the Earl of South Los’s ’16th Staff Team’, the Grand Duke of the Inner Bay’s spy, was hunc ...
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