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... rustling along with the wind filtering through the open carriage door, and her bangs fluttered over her blue eyes.
Blank, the Legendary Mercenary King, was in a position Lady Olive perceived to be rather... uncomfortable.
Blank stood inside the carriage with his head held low, curtsying to Olive.
"Yes, My Lady," The masked man spoke with a rough, but smooth voice. "I’d like to ride with you and your escort as I am also on my way to Rindell."
Maxwell, who sat on th ...
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