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... tepped out of the courtyard, the Grand Preceptor felt as if he had been reborn.
The high walls of the courtyard no longer represented a cage that restricted his freedom but were instead a past he did not wish to look back on.
The pebbles on the road, every blade of grass and bush, seemed intoxicatingly beautiful.
The birds in the sky emanated a sense of freedom; the white nectar that dripped from the birds... ha... spit!
At this time, the entire Imperial College b ...
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