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When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist - Chapter 718 - 676 The Flickering Candle of Solaburg
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... nd the oppressive humidity weighed down on the heads of the Falan guards, making it hard for them to lift their heads.
These Falan soldiers, recruited or hired from the Clove Corridor, had their thin clothing clinging wetly to their skin, shaking their heads painfully to avoid flies and mosquitoes.
Occasionally, they lifted their heads and looked at the distant dark castle, with helplessness and hatred alternating in their eyes.
On the dark green arrow tower, the bright r ...
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