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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 952
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... e, none dared look at the king save Nicola Vonhen Hart. A seething rage drooled. Igna sat back, rose his cold gaze, and paid heed, “-tell me,” he thundered, carrying a bellowing impact within the rebellious faction’s innards, “-why have thee come?” before were three gentlemen; the center was Nicola, to his right, a man in a butler’s outfit, representative of the Goldberg faction as was whispered by Alta, and to the left, an unknown fellow of orangish hair, freckled complexion, long fingers simil ...
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