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... on and watched peoples eyes sharpen. It was as if the crowd thought it was a waste of spit to have the Radwiell name in their mouth.
Calyx turned his head towards the young aristocrat with the most persistent gaze. Their eyes met. It was the third or fourth son of Count Sihorge. The man flinched, but realizing that most people around him were on his side, he puffed out his chest.
Calyx chewed the food in his mouth and looked at him without blinking. Seeing that fierce and persist ...
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