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... dren playing outside were forced to return home by their parents. Every shop closed its door.

There was no one on the street, but what Ian saw was people trying to escape with their suitcases. They were all in a state of panic and uncertainty. He often saw some people accidentally falling. As a result, they were trampled on by several people. The whole town was in chaos.

It was not until then that Ian realized the danger of pirates to the world, the reputation of the Krieg Pirate ...

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