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... ather crisp... In a pitch-black room, Yila placed a piece on the board in front of him without hesitation. Black and white pieces were scattered across the board.
"In other words, the calamity wasn’t your doing?"
Yila asked while playing chess, which was actually a bad habit, but he didn’t worry about it... because the main purpose of this visit was to talk with the golden-haired woman with serpent eyes in front of him.
Playing chess was just a request from the other part ...
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