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... nside my head, the sound laced with barely concealed malice.
"Care to explain why you are poking around my lands, little star?" he asked pleasantly. "One might think you were looking for something you lost."
I stopped.
Not my pacing, my temper.
Barely.
I hated him.
I hated both of them.
If hatred were mana, I could have drowned continents with what I felt toward the Demon King and the Elven King alike. They were parasites on the world, dres ...
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