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... oyal tent, Ulita sat on the seat of honor, her small face full of anger, “These witcher families are indeed as my father said. They are unreliable. The situation is so urgent, yet they are still not willing to attack with all their strength. Do they think I don’t know what they are thinking? HMPH!” 𝘧𝓇𝗲𝑒we𝙗noѵ𝑒l.𝐜o𝘮
“Your Highness, you have to hold your breath!”A white-bearded old man said, “They are not willing to attack. They must be suspecting that this god’s corpse is not real. ...
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