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... asting a faint red glow on the edges of the velvet sofas and chairs, bringing necessary warmth to the towering interior. The crackling flames and the burning of the wood added a touch of dynamism to the silent space.
Miss Hyperion’s hands were resting on her knees, her expression complex, as if she were pondering something.
"May I ask why the Saint of Nirvana urgently left Xi Bei Province?"
Hyperion asked Count Milford her question.
Although she knew that the info ...
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