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... questioning, Jellal tugged at the hood of his cloak and spoke in a low voice, attempting to slip past him.

However, Doranbolt quickly reached out, gripping his shoulder firmly and preventing him from moving.

"That won’t do." Doranbolt’s expression was stern as he fixed his gaze on Jellal.

Then, in a sudden motion, before Jellal could react, he reached out and pulled back the hood.

"Who are you really?!"

As the hood fell, Jellal’s face was instantly exposed ...

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