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... nt it.

They must have make a deal, Azief thought to himself.

Since all of them have their own deal with the Order of Thinkers, Azief did not see any more time to delay on this.

"I was thinking of giving the Blood Sea to the Order of Thinkers. They are already researching it and they are the most familiar with the Blood Sea"

"I believe if they could research the Seas they would find even more benefit for the world. The Grand Researcher also send a letter of pleadin ...

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