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... place.

Are these guys… addicted to getting beaten up?

Arthur, black eyes still swollen, stepped forward eagerly. His voice held an intensity Velen had never heard before.

"Your Highness, please—please let that little girl… no, that honorable lady, come and beat us up again!"

What the hell?

Velen stared at Arthur, stunned. He turned to the other four commanders and found similar looks of anticipation on all their faces.

"You all… are into this now?" ...

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