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... ehind the counter of his shop, leaned in and curiously asked, “You’re really going on a quest outside the city?”

“Just to clear out a group of Green Plumes that have appeared outside Griseo Valley. It shouldn’t be too much trouble,” Sein assured with a smile.

While Leena was not overly concerned about his quest, the visible worry on Bousse’s face was hard to miss.

Although Sein did not express it, he felt touched by Bousse’s genuine concern.

“If I were you, I’d ch ...

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