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Chapter 83: Meetings At The Temple
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2024-10-29 19:42:56“This is it – Head God Heedra’s room. You may now enter.” Templar said.
Shia would have wanted to come with someone, or at least with Langrion, but Templar was instructed that he she should come alone. After staring at the door for a long time, she took a deep breath before pushing it open.
Like the rest of the temple, the head god’s room was deathly quiet. The high ceiling of the whole temple made sounds echo so loudly that it hurts one’s ears. It was supposed to be an office, but it looked like a bed chamber.
While still admiring the room’s beauty, she heard a couple of hushed voices inside the bed chamber. She walked on further to see who and what the matter was.
As she approached, she caught sight of an entity she didn’t think she would see that day.
“You can see it, but you won’t be able to do anything against it. That’s a shame...”
The owner of the voice was none other than Galahad. As soon as she realized this, Shia hid further
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