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... the church were furious, their voices rising in condemnation.
Especially Nos, whose face was as dark as water, exuding an icy air. If Archbishop Anluke hadn't spoken yet, he would have stormed into William's mansion long ago.
The catastrophic defeat outside the earl's domain, the countless soldiers and comrades dying before Nos, fueled his inner fury.
As a pawn for the wizards, William had sent an endless stream of supplies to the land of the wizards. Even descending into ...
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