StanRofan
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“I think I messed up.” “You certainly did. Why on earth did you bring that child with us?” They were inside a carriage heading to Dekia Alley. Bell gave her master, who was tearing at her hair, a sour look. Right after she used blue magic yesterday, the child had healed completely. Broken bones, internal injuries, even old scars—all of it. Carian, who had been staring at the scene with an unreadable expression, had muttered something. ‘What was it he said? That he couldn’t…-
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Jeryll ran like crazy, literally. And after running for what felt like an eternity, the gray museum finally came into view. ‘He probably thinks I stood him up just to get revenge, doesn’t he?’ Unbeknownst to Jeryll, that was exactly right. Under the glow of magical lighting in the plaza, she saw a figure sitting with his long legs crossed. “Hah, Car, you’re still here. Haa, haa, I’m so sorry.” “……” “Something, haa, came up at the clinic… haa, there was an…
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The sharp, acrid smell snapped Jeryll back to herself, and she wriggled out of his vice-like grip. ‘What is this—am I some kind of flame for moths? Why does someone always drop dead in front of me?’ At this point, it was beyond traumatic. Not that she felt much pity for the dead. They were usually murderers or just plain scum. “Thank you for sav—…” “Tsk.” She was just about to thank her savior. But was that a ‘Tsk’? The man pushed past her flustered self, flipped…
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“Cat got your tongue?” This whole situation was… “So, how does it feel to finally meet the suitor you’ve been so desperately avoiding?” “…You’re ‘that Grand Duke Leppert’?” It was one of those painfully cliché situations—‘Turns out the blind date I’d been blowing off for the past month was someone I already knew.’ “Now that’s what we call fate.” His crimson eyes, as red as his temper, narrowed into slits. His finger swiped away some whipped cream on…
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‘The problem is that I can’t figure out her true intentions.’ Even though she was someone who would leave someday, it still felt unsettling. That a princess from the Holy Nation would dedicate herself like this, not for her own country but for another. “Couldn’t it be that Her Royal Highness genuinely wants to help?” “You’re still spouting that crap after seeing all the hardships she’s been through? There’s no such thing as pure intentions. She’s obviously after…-
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“Sir Jasper is more of a watchdog than an aide.” Lynette couldn’t help but laugh at how cute he looked as he spoke indignantly. Gregorian continued, counting his tiny fore fingers one by one. “I didn’t ask to be recognized for any of it. I just so happened to get that deeply involved.” After all, there’s nothing wrong with Duchy becoming prosperous. But Gregorian thought differently. As if he couldn’t understand Lynette’s nonchalant words, the mouse raised his…
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Through the silence, the regular tap tap of Dervel’s fingers drumming on the table rang out. “How did you secure the funds to pay for all these projects?” “We couldn’t have House Chrysian going bankrupt before you’ve returned. So, to revive Aster, I tried various things with my own personal funds. Supporting research, investing, that sort of thing. Fortunately, luck was on my side and things went smoothly. And that—” “What are you plotting, Princess?” Dervel cut off the…
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Prologue Lynette glanced around, clutching the bundle in her arms tightly. The hallway of the mansion was dark. Normally, the corridor would be brightly lit by magic stones, but now, only an oil wick crackled softly. “…Where did… that…” “Over there… make sure to capture…” As the noisy footsteps faded into the distance, Lynette looked down at the bundle in her arms. The checkered quilt wrapped tightly around it gave a small squirm. “Shh. Not yet. It’s dangerous.” At Lynette’s…
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