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... As soon as Mirole, who was training the repetition movements not far away, saw him, she ran to him with her ears flapping.
“I’m glad you’re all right.”
“I told you that I’d be fine.”
“Oh, Master. I was just preparing dinner. I’m glad you’re not late.”
When Mirole tried to creep into Evan’s arms, Maybell, wearing an apron, appeared.
“This evening’s menu is eel, which is good for stamina.”
It seemed like she demanded to pay f ...
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