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The injured abbot rose, groaning as his wounds ached. He wondered what that meant. Was that another strange spell from the demon? Louis sat up and looked at his ring. He knew the answer. It was the oath. Freedom versus integrity. "Shit ...", Louis mumbled and got up because he didn't want to sit on the father's bed forever. He brushed back a few strands of hair that had stolen from the involuntary flight forward. Meanwhile he tried to locate Amon's aura, but in vain. Louis didn't find her. It was just Godric's aura that was very much like Amon. Louis had to admit that he didn't know what was going on. So he looked at the priest. "Who are you? What century are we writing? ”Asked the ignorant demon. After Godric rose and straightened his habit, he looked at Louis. When he heard his questions, he wanted to answer that he should read more newspapers, but that was nonsense. After all, Louis was in the room forever. No newspaper delivery man would come there. He omitted the sloppy a
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