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CHAPTER 91 — THE STRANGER

Penulis: Queen Ray
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-20 19:10:16
The eastern training grounds were already busy before the sun had fully risen over the sharp peaks of the Red Claw mountains.

The loud noise of swords hitting wooden shields filled the air as warriors moved across the field. Their heavy boots dug into the wet dirt, while commanders stood along the edge, shouting instructions to the younger fighters.

At the far side of the field, Simon stood with a practice sword in his hand, sweat dripping down his neck. He had only been awake for an hour, but h
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Simon is back, and now he's finally heard about the mysterious Kane. But why does everyone seem to know something about this stranger except him? The questions are only beginning.

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