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... e and the memories of Belice’s words made the situation even worse.
“Hey! 24885!” He heard someone calling him, so he quickly stood and brushed off the grass from his pants. He approached the overseer who was shouting his number. “The carriage is arriving soon. Go help them organize the supplies.”
Alexcent nodded. His hands could hardly grasp anything because of the pain, but if he didn’t want to get hit again, he needed to do this work, and quickly. The pain was intense, and he ...
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