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... nchalant expression, Riezel spoke straightforwardly.

"I'm not getting involved."

"..."

As soon as everyone heard Riezel's words, they were stunned and speechless.

"Don't look at me like that." Riezel glanced at their expressions and went on. "I'm just a wandering adventurer, not like Gazef Stronoff, who's not only a citizen of the kingdom but also has an official position there. Isn't it a bit weird to talk to me about matters of state or even racial issues?"

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