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... re were two tear marks on her dirty little face, slipping down, and bursting into clean lines.
She looked like she was only eight or nine years old. She was skinny and emaciated, and she had broken a hand, had no tongue, and couldn't speak.
"Are you afraid of death?" Bavaria asked calmly.
The girl opened her eyes and looked at him as if she did not understand.
"Forget it." Bavaria asked more lazily. He is a nobleman of the Black Feather City and the helm of the family ...
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