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It may be the benefit of her ability and skill from having received the love of the Hunting God.

「Nn? Everyone, take a look at this. Wolf, it is the footprint of a demon wolf」

「…I really can’t tell them apart」 ,I said.

「I also cannot tell them apart」

And, Arti was silently peeping.

It is at the level where only if you examined carefully, you just might pick up the slight dent on the ground.

「It may be difficult to understand for people w ...

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