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... d he flinched as he looked at them, since the monster that appeared was a high-level one and it being near to the city could get many killed and it seemed to be angered.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" The king asked as he stared at them and their brows furrowed.

"Father, you said this is a test, I understand that the bests we just fought are the ones that belong to our men, they are trained, but this...." Reign responded and the king's brows furrowed.

'Wait, w ...

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