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... castle, Ymir was furious. “She claims to be able to kill in ten steps, yet she was unable to deal with a mere Summoner! What a pile of dogsh*t!”
Ymir threw the teacup in his hand onto the ground. “Goode, I want to personally murder that detestable Summoner. I want to feed his flesh to the dogs!”
“Young master, now is not the time to strike!” Goode pulled gently on his beard. “The masters won’t return from sea for a month. Recently, several people we don’t know have also come ...
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