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... s as she watched the commotion unfold between two groups nearby, "Your big brother Liszt is sitting right here, hey."
"Aren’t you going to help? Those burly guys even called out your name."
After a reunion of eight years.
Isis was no longer the timorous and well-mannered noble girl. There were attendants guarding her side, not afraid of any trouble, but she puzzled over why Liszt had come to Aran without any formidable followers, even though his influence radiated to the ...
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