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The Artist Who Paints Dungeon - Chapter 87
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... en’t you even imitating?”
“Just because I have black hair, I’m not Gio?”
“Well....”
Aria looked at the other person.
He wasn’t wearing the golden priest’s robes that symbolized the sun, nor was he wearing a white cape that represented the priests of light, but a man wearing a black cloak.
Unlike what she remembered, he had jet-black hair and a gloomy face without a single smile.
He was so creepy that he couldn’t be human.
“.......”
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