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... back and wore a long robe that covered her entire body, yet she looked anything but old-fashioned. In fact, she was far more charming than Heera, whom I had been with until recently.

"Isn't this cheating? How can she be so pretty just looking like that?"

Her face, without any makeup, was stunningly beautiful. Not even the tousled hair or the bits of straw on her face could hide her beauty. If anything, these elements only highlighted her pure charm.

"The real main heroine ...

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