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... ind the lady as she gently brought the cup underneath her veil. The man sitting across her with a muscular build and a sharp face was the owner of the rising merchant group, behind him exactly seventeen guards as strong as a Gold Ranked Adventurer.
It was a rare sight, but I guess big cities were different.
The lady hummed after taking the sip.
"It's trash."
With just a cold comment, she tossed the cup away.
The man flinched.
The cup crashed and br ...
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