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"All the documents are burned?" Rushing to one of the Longinus' party members that I never bothered to know by name, I asked.


"Yeah. They are all ash now." Nodding his head, the middle-aged woman replied. Judging from her outfit fitting the very definition of the bikini armor, I could tell that she was either a warrioress or just a plain exhibitionist.


"Good. Make sure you didn't miss a single one." I stretched my back leisurely. "We don't want our clean slate ...

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