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e asked quickly, stopping the door from closing with one hand.
\"I'd like to show you my card.\" clark took a deep breath. this castle was too strange. he no longer wanted to seek the truth, no longer wanted to analyze who was good and who was bad.
In fact, miraille has had the opportunity to mit suicide several times before. when he lost his mind due to the mysterious power of the cat-tooth bracelet, he attacked him, but he did not resist. Your opponent always has an ax in his hand and can raise his knife and drop it at any time. he strangled himself to death, but his partner did not.
For whatever reason or not, clark didn't want to consider pursuing it again. he put down the hammer and stood there, sweat glistening on his face, watching as hela's bedroom door was slowly pushed open. A small chair creaked.
the person pushing the door seemed to have expected this, and the speed at which he pushed the door was still slow. At this moment, a white-gloved hand touched the corner of the door, and the cold face of butler Valente took the initiative to peek out from behind the door. outside
clark's hammer came down the moment his opponent's head appeared. It was a shot he fought hard for.
but butler Valente was quick to react. the moment he realized the danger, his other hand moved and grabbed the handle of the hammer that clark had dropped. Gray eyes stared at him coldly, as if they were very powerful. \"the way mr. clark greets people is r
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