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... r nations whispering the name in envy.
White Gold... that’s what they call it now. Refined sugar, pure and perfect. Thanks to magic! There’s no need to put chemicals in it. Ah well... there’s no chemical thing here and I don’t think I want to create one. Pure sweetness. No side effects.
He tapped the table lightly, his grin never fading. Four factories already, each powered by the magic sugar-processing machines I designed myself. Sometimes I even amaze myself. Well... heh~
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