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... didn't really miss it. Life in the Carriers Duchy was so satisfying that those memories seemed distant.

"Honestly, can you see this anywhere else?"

Let's say you can wash yourself in pouring hot water and change into clean clothes. But here, there was also liquid soap, which you could use as much as you wanted, and incredibly convenient, high-quality clothes. These were luxuries even a high-ranking noble might not experience.

Plus, there were the latest board games you co ...

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