The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

"Master Deacon."

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The lady who was doing errands said to the middle-aged man who came out of the back hall.

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"Humph!"

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Ansier snorted coldly. The Adventurers Association clearly had someone in charge, but he didn't come out when Elvik was injured or even likely to be killed. Now that Elvik wanted to kill, he just came out. Isn't it just bullying the soft and fearing the hard?

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Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, Anseier will let him know what it means to be tough.

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Elvic heard the voice of the deacon, and the long sword in his hand was about to slash the neck of the silver adventurer, but he heard it now.

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Seeing this, Ans El held Ervik's left hand and swung his sword sharply.

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Blood splattered on Ervik's face.

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Elvik dropped the long sword in his hand, and dazedly touched the blood on his face. Suddenly, a feeling of panic came to his heart.

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"I killed..."

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Ervik was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and this was his first murder.

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Keliya hugged Ervik intimately and gently stroked his head to comfort him.

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Kara couldn't speak, but her actions were always swift and violent. She flashed over the body of the silver adventurer, and the dagger in her hand stabbed into his body one by one, her icy face filled with murderous intent.

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Ans El nodded with satisfaction and looked at Kara, ruthless and promising.

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"Alas, how can you kill the members of the Lions Adventure Group, their leader is a ruthless man who will pay back."

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The deacon walked over to Ansel, frowning at the adventurer who had no head and all holes in his body, and said in annoyance.

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Ansier glanced at him, stretched out his hand and picked him up directly.

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"You're not afraid of me if you're afraid of the Lions Adventure Group?"

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The golden vindictive burst, although it didn't have any effect, it added a bit of pressure to Ans El.

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"If you have something to say, say it well, if you have something to say, please don't do anything, put me down."

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The deacon blushed and hurriedly said, he was afraid that Ansel would screw his head off if he was unhappy.

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A gold-level powerhouse is already enough to walk sideways on the edge.

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Although the Adventurer's Association has a huge power all over the continent, it is beyond the reach of a marginal country like them.

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Just based on the strength of the branch, it will not offend a gold-level powerhouse for a small deacon.

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"I want the best room, five!"

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Ansier looked at the deacon and said.

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"My lord, four rooms are enough."

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Sandro said quickly.

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It was only then that the others noticed that there was such a beautiful companion next to Ans El, plus the existence of three little ones.

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These adventurers have to think of Ans El's strength, beautiful wife, and full of children, which is really enviable.

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"To shut up!"

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Ans El faced Sandro with a black line on his head.

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The momentum that he had accumulated just now was suddenly released.

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"No problem, with your strength, you can live in any room in our association for as long as you want."

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The deacon agreed.

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huh~

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Ans El threw the deacon on the ground and let out a long breath.

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This wave of pretending to be slapped in the face is over, it's time to harvest.

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He picked up the silver adventurer's storage ring and walked to the room under the leadership of the clerk.

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When other adventurers saw Ans El leave, they couldn't recover from the shock for a long time. This is what they, the adventurers, yearn for, the incomparable strength!

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"You can call me anytime you need anything, anything you need."

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The lady working on errands gathered up her courage and said to Ansair, and then left quickly as if running away.

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Ans El also wanted to ask if he could take some gold coins and go, but thinking about it, it seemed unlikely.

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"elder brother..."

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Keliya looked at Ervik in distress. He was now sitting on the bed looking at his severed finger with a lonely face.

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There were so many emotions in his heart that he couldn't say anything.

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"Ervik, you are the leader of the three of you anyway, but you are still so weak, can you not be so naive and always put yourself in danger, even if you don't care, think about it Your sister and Kara!"

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Ansier said to Ervik earnestly. He felt that he was clearly a young dragon, but at the moment he was educating the younger generation with an old man.

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"I see, Brother Anseir, anyway, I can't use a sword anymore. I'd better go back to my hometown to farm."

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Losing his thumb, Ervik seemed to have lost the vigor and vigor of all young people at once.

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Seeing that he was hit so hard, Ans El didn't talk about him any more, hoping that he could comprehend it for himself.

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"Isn't it just a broken finger? The man needs to cheer up."

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Anse Er's disapproving tone gave Elvik hope instead.

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"Brother Ansel, is there any way you can make me hold the sword with four fingers, or how to use the left-handed sword?"

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Elvik raised his head and looked at Ans El with anticipation.

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In his opinion, Ansel is extremely mysterious and powerful.

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"I don't know either of these two."

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Ansel shook his head and said.

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The light in Ervik's eyes slowly dimmed.

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"But I can make your fingers grow back."

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"what!"

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Ervik jumped up from the bed in shock.

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"Are you still a priest, or a paladin?"

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"I'm better than them!"

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Ans El believed himself, and a ball of starlight poured into Ervik's body in his hand.

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Ervik felt the warmth on his body, just like when he was bathed in the Holy Light, but this warmth did not have a burning sensation like the Holy Light.

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He felt itching at the severed finger, and a mass of granulation wrapped around the white flower's bones grew rapidly.

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Ervik looked at the scene in front of him incredulously, which was beyond his comprehension.

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"This...this...this, it's amazing!"

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Elvic shook his newly grown finger excitedly. Because this finger had just grown, its skin was as white and tender as a baby, and it stood out incomparably with the yellow and black back of his hand.

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"Brother...you...finger! Kara...sister."

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Kelly was so surprised she was speechless when she saw this. She stuttered and could only point to her tongue.

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Ervik immediately reacted and asked Ansier.

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"Brother Ansel, can you treat Kara's tongue? We are willing to pay any price."

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Gu Yan"What can you have?"

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Ansel smiled, but still pointed at Kara, and the starlight poured into her body.

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Carla felt that the tongue in her mouth was growing again, and she was suddenly restless and at a loss.

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She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

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She has been tongueless for so long that she forgot how to speak.

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"Don't worry, I will teach you how to speak slowly in the future."

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Elvikra said happily to her, holding Kara's hand.

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Two red clouds appeared on Kara's cold little face.

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"Brother Ansel, I really don't know how to thank you."

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Elvik rubbed his hands crampedly and lowered his head. Ansair rescued them again and again, and also helped him heal his broken finger so that Kara could speak again, but they had nothing to repay Ansair. This made Ervik very embarrassed.

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"In the future, your business will be our business, and we will try our best to fulfill any orders you have!"

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Elvik raised his head and looked at Ans Aier and said firmly, a huge soul flame flew towards Ans Aier and left a mark on Ans Aier's soul space.

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Another fanatic.

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As the **** of the saltiest fish in history, Ansi Er has not yet determined the name and vocation of the god, and even the mad believers have only three poor ones.

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Ervik was shocked, and he found that he seemed to have some mysterious connection with Ansel.

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[Brother Ansel? 】

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Ervik thought in his mind.

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[Don't be surprised. 】

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Ansel responded.

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At the same time, Ans El saw that there was an extra pattern on the back of Ervik's hand that only he could see, which was the appearance of a kobold.

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Is it a soul-sucking blow?

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Ans El knew that it was a good thing for Elvik to get this growth skill. They were too weak, and warriors were still a profession that relied heavily on talent among humans.

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However, according to Ervik's character, I'm afraid that if he wants to kill people and add soul-draining blows, it is better to let him open a slaughterhouse.

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In the future, maybe someone will write him into a novel, "I Kill the God with the Killing Knife".

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It's quite emotional to think about.

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Ansel came back to his senses, and he found that Sandro was pulling the corner of his shirt.

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"My lord, you promised to buy seasonings with me, let's go and leave it to them to be happy."

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Sandro said to him.

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Ans El nodded, and went to the Adventurer's Association lobby to find the lady at the counter and asked for a map of the royal capital, free of charge.

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Although the war is imminent, the atmosphere in the royal city does not seem to be very tense. Various shops and taverns are still open, and they are full of people.

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As the capital of Manopura, it is far more prosperous than any other places that Ansair has seen on the road.

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The place I passed by before, even if it was the fief of the marquis, was still like a small town, only there was a hint of urban atmosphere here.

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The seasoning that Sandro wanted to buy could be regarded as a magic ingredient in the Western Continent.

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But in the Eastern Continent, this is just a condiment, and of course the price is still not cheap.

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Although Sandro was his subordinate, Anseir never thought of taking his property as his own, which was a bit too much.

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But well, Ansel will never give out a copper coin for spending money on seasonings, even if these seasonings actually end up in his stomach.

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Seasoning is considered a luxury, only some large chambers of commerce have it. This time, Ansi Er did not hide his clumsiness, and immediately showed his golden fighting spirit. After all, he could get a 50% discount.

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After buying the seasoning, Ans El did not choose to return to the Adventurer's Association immediately, but took Sandro around for a while, and during the period, he used Sandro's money to treat himself to some fresh things and superimposed the "Feast". .

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It was getting late, and Ansier patted his belly contentedly and prepared to go home, and he also brought some dinner for the three little ones.

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Walking through the bustling streets, Ans El found that there was also a slum-like area in the capital.

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I saw some people in tattered adventurer costumes leaning against the wall and lying on the ground, all of them only had a black iron bronze level cultivation base, which did not catch up with the free housing of the association, and the housing prices in the capital were too high, so they rented it again. Sorry, I can only sleep on the ground for the time being.

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But the king's test is available the day after tomorrow, which means they will have another day tomorrow.

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The world has no good intentions for the weak. If this is a weak person who wants to become a strong person, it needs to endure more tests.

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So Ansair doesn't sympathize with them.

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Manopura's chances of winning are quite small, and many adventurers just want to take advantage of the situation.

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After all, wealth and wealth are sought after, in order to attract more adventurers to work for them, Manopura must pay a sufficiently attractive price.

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On the other hand, Casilda, even if they were defeated, they would just give up the invasion of Manopura. The losses were not large, so naturally they could not offer a high price.

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The adventurers in the dark looked at Ansair and Sandro with greedy expressions, but they quickly retracted their eyes.

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If they were given power, there would be no difference between them and the current nobles.

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After passing through a dark passage, Ansi Er and Sandro returned to the bustling streets.

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Only then did Ansair know that there is a night market in another world as well.

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When he saw many people gathered in one place, he said to Sandro.

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"Come on, let's go have a look."

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Ans El pushed aside the crowd. They were angry at Ans El's reckless behavior, but feeling the unmatched power of Ans El, the anger on their faces did not dare to put it into practice.

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The speed at which the Royal Capital Guard arrives will not be faster than the speed at which they were beaten into a pig's head.

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Ans El soon brought Sandro to the front row to watch the movie.

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He saw a young man wearing a white shirt and black dress with a bow tie, a red cloak on his back, a tall black hat on his head, and a feather pinned to his chest.

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This appearance made Ansier think of the magician in his previous life for the first time.

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"Hello everyone, I'm a juggler traveling on the mainland. Note that it's a juggler~www.readwn.com~ not a magician. Don't let people from the church catch me, I can't escape at the stake. "

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The juggler joked to the audience.

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He took off his hat, and several pigeons appeared out of nowhere, dropping their feathers.

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Some people in the audience jumped up to catch the pigeons, they are alive, they can have dinner in the evening!

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The juggler showed everyone his empty hat, but there was nothing.

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But when he patted his hat on his hand, a little white rabbit was lying on his hand and eating carrots.

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"Cute bunny for a lovely lady."

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The juggler handed the little rabbit to Sandro, and the audience cheered fiercely.

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"Magic, this must be magic!"

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Someone in the audience roared.

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"No, this isn't magic, it's a trick! Be quiet, I really don't want to be taken into the interrogation room by the church, it's really uncomfortable."

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The juggler joked.

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Sandro took the rabbit and looked thoughtful. He really didn't feel the fluctuation of magic from the juggler.

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Without magic, he couldn't observe what the trickster did.

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However, Ansier laughed along with him. He didn't expect to see magic shows in this magical world. It was really interesting.

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