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... on the list. It was Dura who slaughtered her clan, which was a rather famous tragedy in the wizarding world.


Madelyne was the only survivor of the incident. When she chose to come to the Abyss and find Dura, what she wanted was plain to see.


“Hey, listen. At this rate, Madelyne might see the futility of her impossible plan and quit. But if you join them, you’ll only worsen the problem.”


Dura was stronger than Madelyne in terms of strength. She had been a truth-finde ...

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