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... d the front.
"...Gold Plate Skill?" he muttered.
At that very moment—
The carriage stopped.
No warning. No sound from the coachman. Just... silence. Suffocating silence.
"This is a trap."
Vayne’s voice was low, but clear.
Arthur turned his head. "Trap? Gold Plate? What the hell are you talki—"
"Bloop!"
Bounchiechomie suddenly made a sound. But this time...
The tone was different.
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