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... them in the corner of the room. Except for the soft vines covering his eyes, the cage that protects Yara von Chrysalis slowly retracts. These soft vines were the last to fade as the pink astilbe flower plant reverted to its normal shape as if it hadn't been it who destroyed the pair that had attempted to harm its master.
Yara von Chrysalis, who was holding a pot, looked at the ruined laboratory in front of him as well as the stunned expression on his face. His face was expressionle ...
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