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... f the Holy Temple, I vaguely sensed that something was not quite right, and couldn’t help but walk slower and slower. Despite this, Stone was walking even slower than I. Obviously he had also realized that something was amiss.
The main entrance of the Church of the God of Light usually had people bustling in and out. There were those who came to pray, those who came to report a case, those who came to look at the handsome holy knights or pretty clerics… In other words, there were always ...
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