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... go, so on the morning of the departure day, the two of them fell silent.

Even Vereesa, who usually didn't get along with Charlemagne, took her younger brother Lilas to the Theron's house on a rare occasion, watching the two brothers silently busy.

"Hmph! Although I don't think you have this ability, I hope you can help me if my second sister is in trouble."

When Charlemagne was carrying her luggage and was about to go out, Vereesa finally spoke with a look of disdain.

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