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... hich would make it harder for him to earn the world’s approval and gain the swordsmanship skills of the protagonist.

There were many servants inside the Manor, but they weren’t anywhere near as strong and shrewd as the ones in the garden.

When he had entered the Gold-making Factory, also known as Badulf’s garden, Roy felt many eyes on him, looking to see if something about him had changed.

He had an idea as to why and under whose orders they were spying on him. ...

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