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Chapter 124 - A Child
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The doors of the mill were pushed open and the sunlight outside spilled into this dim place. In between the bright band of sunlight and the shadows of the stacks of rice straw, Sir Byron reclined crookedly while still shouting noisily in his resonant voice. “If you were my chamberlain, I would definitely kick your stupid head! You brainless little rascal! Do you not want your life! You— Duke?!”
Sir Byron finally adapted to the light that suddenly shone in. He turned his ...
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