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... "Fired?! Wait! What do you mean by that, Lady Lehcaruoc?!"

"Tha… That’s right, Lady Lehcaruoc… Isn’t that too big of a reaction?"

Unerolia scoffed at them, "Was I not clear enough? You are all relieved of your positions, effective immediately. Both of you can pack up your things and vacate my castle in the next few hours."

Ragnus struggled against the ropes that were still binding him, "Why?! I did nothing wrong! What is the meaning of this?!"

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