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... dered a few things.

"Please prepare a separate meal for Oliven. I'll bring it to him in a little while."

Then Belluna approached and said.

"Master, I will do that."

"It's okay. I have something to tell Oliven."

"Ah......"

Recalling the voice of her master who had warned Oliven in a cold voice in the secret room, Belluna quietly retreated. Sarah smiled and winked at the chef.

"I'll take it later. I have something to say to Duke-nim."

...

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