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... Berlion whispered, his brief words slipping out.
The young blacksmith was quiet and sparing with his words, spending most of his time immersed in his work without a sound. If there wasn’t any work, he would just sit on the chair in the corner, staring at the furnace.
“There is no need to be modest. Excessive modesty is a form of arrogance. With your skills, if you went to Sea Blue, you could have orders lined up until next year,” Winters said casually. “I still don’t know where y ...
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