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The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] - Chapter 536: Thirty-Five Minutes
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... nd self-declared selection committee head... gasped.
He had been standing tall, arms crossed, eyes sharp. Like the responsible father he swore to be.
His goal was clear.
He would evaluate this batch of candidates. Pick only the best. He would help his son find worthy pilots—those who would be able to make full use of his carefully crafted biomechas.
He was focused. Sharp. Professional.
Until something moved.
And up until he turned to the left, only ...
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