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Chapter 87: Bullshit
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... ood. The only sounds were the lazy creak of floorboards and the faint clink of coins as Levy better known to the neighborhood as Joy slid Bobby’s payment into the counter.
He cleared his throat and glanced at the dark-robed figure browsing the shelves. "So... anything you need, boss?"
Razeal shook his head. "Not really. Just killing time until dinner’s ready."
Levy offered a polite nod, then busied himself rearranging an untidy stack of potion flasks. For a moment neither ...
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