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Chapter 1797

"What's your game?" demanded Alexander, standing on the speedboat with an air of authority, his hands clasped behind him.

The whole situation reeked of a plot, one that targeted Wyverna.

"Game? What game?" Masato feigned ignorance, his expression one of bewilderment, clearly not planning to spill an
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