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... a smiling face.
Back then, Lee Gun had been a young man who would rather believe in the lint between a monster’s toes than trust his fellow humans; he never expected any large favors from them. However, those bastards were called heroes. They had gained that title thanks to him, so he had expected them to act in a virtuous manner at the very least.
“Thank you, Gun. We could clear the Devil’s Tower because of you.”
Devil’s Tower. It was the snake’s lair, a personal soccer stadi ...
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