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Chapter 440: Sensible Boy
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... e same tile. He taught history to students who rolled their eyes on the first day and sat straighter by the third.
He had no rank over combat, but he cared about patterns in longer lines. "Listen," he said to the room as if someone had spoken out of turn.
"That group is beginning to sound like a whole instead of three bright pieces. Hear it? After the boss falls, they do not celebrate or sulk.
They count. They drink. They move. They do not speak to the sky and wake the ne ...
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