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... lmet, asked.

“Yes, Sir Homaruba. A tiger beastfolk ran wild, but it wasn’t a problem. Kerek! I guarantee that nothing will happen in the stables as long as I am the warden,” reported Chanagita, a large goblin in a leather brigandine.

Homaruba nodded and smiled satisfyingly.

“Krrrk. Who else would I trust more than a Semi Ranker like you ranked 1,097?”

“N-not at all! Kreeek! I am at the bottom of the barrel compared to you, Sir Homaruba, 89th in the goblin ranking. ...

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