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Memoirs of Your Local Small-time Villainess - Chapter 127 - Is it graverobbing if they’re undead?
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... looked like it had seen no living things passing through it for ages. The air was stale, with overturned shelves and tables spread out before them, covered in the dirt and dust that had accumulated over the long years.
Adalicia conjured a set of small orbs of light that lit up the space. The orbs were a curious sight on their own; somehow both incredibly bright in the light they provided, yet when you looked at them, they appeared little stronger than ordinary candles.
At the fa ...
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