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... s keeping watch a little further away, ready to react in case Plume tried anything.

"Hmm? The cautious type, I see..." The petite fairy with green eyes giggled as she demurely covered her lips with her dainty white hands.

Ikaris remained indifferent to the young woman's sarcasm and took out a dried clay key from his bag. It was the key that Danchun had used to escape. When she laid eyes on it, the Fae's last doubts vanished.

"My key! Are you from the same side as Danchun?" She ...

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