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... neatly tied back, pale skin dotted with a shy sprinkling of freckles—
The receptionist at the Gwis Mercenary Guild was a young woman in her prime.
Was this because the world originated from a game? Or was it that Gwis was stable enough to attract such people? Or maybe it was just that mercenary guilds held absolute power over mercenaries?
"What's your name, Priest?"
I neatly folded away my wandering thoughts.
What could I say? Using the name I'd gone by un ...
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