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Still half-asleep, Queng rubbed his eyes as Theo carried him on his back.

“You’re sleepy, huh? Sorry about this. A quest just came up, and we need to head to <Kibid> right now.”

Sejun explained the situation to Queng, gently laying him on a fluffy Pai Pari bed he had prepared in his subspace warehouse.

Chirorong.

Umrorong.

Kirurung.

Nearby, the Kamangi family was already fast asleep.

“Puhuhut.”

Even Theo, who had been ...

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