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The Blood Servant’s claws scraped against the wooden door, and layers of wood shavings fell off along with the glorious flickering candlelight inside the dining room.
Lisiter Muen was dressed in a snow-white tailcoat, a tall top hat, and a double-breasted shirt beneath, his demeanor as lofty and elegant as that of a true nobleman. The cold moonlight outside the window was cut into scattered beams by the stained glass and glimmered on his serene profile.
He looked like a ...
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