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... 6 Their Circumstances: The Circumstances of the Black Anvil Clan

“Brothers of earth, the time has come.”

At one dwarf’s words, everyone held their breath and looked at him.

In everyone’s eyes, worry and expectation were mixed.

“The news is that the Demon King has arrived at the nearest human kingdom.”

Even though the dwarven race wants to live hidden from the eyes of the world, it is foolish to live with ears closed as well.

Knowing that, the dwarv ...

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