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... its wings spread. There was a bulging bag on its jaw. It opened its mouth slightly, and a letter was held between its beak. Whether it was the letter that was as thin as a cicada's wing, or every feather of the Pelican, they were all vivid and lifelike, moving rhythmically in the breeze.
This was a special place that belonged to both the Blosoro Mercenary Association and the Nightingale's family. However, most of the people who came and went here every day were messengers and postmen fro ...
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