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... to stroke my fur.
I wanted to bite him—really badly.
But that bastard kept using his aura!
I am not a damn pet!
"Are the preparations ready?" he asked the mages while his daughter Agnes followed him with a heavy expression.
The mages gave an affirmative response.
Soon they entered an isolated room with runes drawn on the floor and paper seals scattered around.
A chill ran down my spine.
This doesn’t look good.
"Agnes can’t c ...
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