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... his for the mission?"
In the sunset’s afterglow, a cold, clear voice drifted over from the railing of the Black Society’s ship—a vessel so vast its railing resembled a coastline.
Slowly approaching along with the voice was the clatter of metal-soled shoes on the deck,
one set of steps after the other, one heavy, one light.
"Yes, Lord Demon Sword. The general said this is a confidential operation, so it’s best not to draw too much attention."
Great Wilderne ...
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