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"Two thousand Holy Light Potions? That sounds quite impressive." Tesoro remarked.
"What a pity..."
In a wide, dark passage, Tesoro, president of the Money Worship Guild of the Magic Pattern Guild, who had made a name for himself at the Mythical Beast Conference, leaned casually against the wall.
His face carried a hint of nonchalance as he gazed at Morgans in the distance.
Around him, aside from the elite members of his guild, were representatives from t ...
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