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... ou say?!"
Polman Vertes, though unintentionally, was stared at by Enkrid, who had memorized his name. Polman's face turned red with fury.
A constable—meaning a bureaucrat.
Naturally, he's a noble.
But what's going on here in this palace? Are they pulling nobles out of some bottomless pocket?
'Aren't there too many of them?'
It seems everyone is either a baron, viscount, or something similar—nobles with blue blood.
Haven't they handed out ti ...
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