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... a sword.
It was a small jewel box.
Hume immediately let go of the thing when he saw Lucion shivering.
“I’m sorry, young master!”
Thump.
With the sound of falling to the ground, the cold air that had leaked from the jewel box stopped.
“Are you cold?”
Hume hurriedly took a blanket out of my pocket and covered Lucion. His body was already unstable because of the black beads. ...
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