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... Manor was a place where potions could be sold or exchanged for transcendent items. Ciel had assumed it was just a gathering or market for transcendents.

Was it because their shared hardship had deepened their bond, unlocking information Avena hadn’t shared before?

Just how much had Avena withheld from her back then?

As she observed Ciel’s puzzled expression, a similar question mark appeared in Avena’s mind.

Deton Manor was an enormous organization, with branches ...

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