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... n’t seem like there was much need for me to be physically present in my estate anyway.


And speaking of the carriage built by Rorono, it was very comfortable to live in. Each day though, she would add something new to it. To be honest, I thought she was already going overboard. What is that girl thinking? Does she intend to fight with this thing?


“Master, you’ve already recovered. You’ve recovered much sooner this time than with Duke-san, don’t you?”


Aura the Ancient ...

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