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“Here. Touch this.”

Immediately after we enter the old castle, that is, the main floor. It seems I am supposed to touch the statue of Stellura-sama in the centre.

<<Player: Fairellen has fulfilled specific requirements, and a fix and expansion will be applied to «Identification».>>

Oh, to «Identification»? Well, it’s fine to wait until later to check it.

I want to evolve much more right now.

<It is possible to evolve into a race outside the ...

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