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... vic, staring at the road stretching long and vanishing in the tall trees.
Torn leaves and rubbers spun around him, floating and rolling on the dusty road as they got pulled by the wind.
Streams of laughter surged from behind Oin, forcing him to turn and look at the direction in which the women seated by tables were.
"Can’t they lower their voices?" Oin said, feeling dissatisfied by the manner in which the women talked and pointed their fingers at where he stood.
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