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... ter walking around the storage area a few times, he didn’t feel any sense of constraint from the armor.
Lynn moved, pushing the visor on the helmet upward, "Flint, I recall you didn’t measure me?"
Flint, who had been standing by his side, spoke calmly, "My Lord, as a Master Blacksmith..."
"My eyes are the measure!"
Looking at Flint, who was hardly waist-high, putting on airs as an expert.
Lynn couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
However.
Lynn ...
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