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This means, the Whispering Hall that he had actualized here is not the same Whispering Hall that Albert knew, and the Employees that came here along with it might not belong to this Whispering Hall, they might be the souls that are suitable to work here and not its former employees.

"Then from today, The Whispering Hall will be under his management. He is the director of the Intelligence department in our group so, I hope all of you will help me within this department alon ...

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