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... could help but feel some sort of pressure since they were coming out of King Leonhart’s mouth . Was that the majesty of a King?


“Thank you, Your Majesty . ”


Farkius was the first one to walk to his chair . Without getting intimidated in the king’s presence, he gracefully sat on a rustic chair .


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Then all other adventurers who had gathered in this place begin to sit down after him . Of course, ...

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