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Chapter 92: The Dead Merchant
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Sethlzaar dropped ten feet and landed quietly on his feet on the other side of the stone fence. But somehow, it still managed to feel as if he disturbed the serenity of the night. He turned his head both sides before moving on and unto the vast expanse of manila grass between him and the mansion he sought to invade. Certain no one was watching, he crossed it in three steps.
At the site of the door, he changed his plan. Initially, his intent was to pick its lock. Not all the skills learned in the conisoir were lost to him. Actu
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