Chapter 480. When They’re the Enemy, You Want to Tear Them Apart For a moment, Aebiron was flustered by the unexpected turn. Then he regained his composure. “Heh heh… So, Head of House Demeia. What do you intend to do? Will you truly make an enemy of Deculan to the end?” That Demeia had prepared a grimoire was surprising, yet...
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