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... rustled gently, sweeping the fallen leaves by his feet.
As a result, a gold ingot that had been buried under his feet was revealed.
The ‘Snake’ muttered quietly.
“Too easy.”
It was all the gold rolling in from selling the ‘suspicious potion’ to humans in the capital over the last few days.
“…How terribly weak to desire they are. Pitiful to a degree.”
The ‘Snake’ was now being called Count Jerm ...
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