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... head.
His cold gaze was fixed on the door, not because he was expecting someone, but because he was lost in his thoughts.
Who was that girl?
That’s what Lloyd wondered. Few times had his eye failed him like this.
At least, at Omicron rank it should capture her name.
However, there was nothing; though he was able to obtain information thanks to the other slaves.
She hadn’t had an easy life, that was obvious; however, what intrigued Lloyd was her su ...
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