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... Not only Sirien but also the priests of church accompanied him as they meticulously examined the area.

It was an investigation made just in case—though, as expected, there were no significant findings.

There was not a single trace of magic left behind, only the rotting corpses of monsters that were swiftly disposed of.

It was proof that Count Eloran wasn’t foolish enough to leave clear evidence behind.

That didn’t mean they were just going to sit back and do noth ...

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