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                                        Chapter 504: The Baying of Hounds
                                
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... ents of the small leather pouch gave a crystalline clink as I set it down on the bar. The wrinkled little bartender scooped the payment away in a swift, silent movement, making it disappear behind the counter. Her beady eyes squinted and her lips pursed, deepening the craggy wrinkles of her face. She drummed her fingers across the bar once, then pointed out the nearest window.
A long-legged equine mana beast was connected to a ramshackle carriage outside. A man in a long coat and wide-br ...
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