A Transmigrator’s Privilege
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"However, I have never heard of such a thing."
But I had no chance to speak.
"Please listen."
As soon as the music stopped, a procession of priests dressed in immaculate attire entered the banquet hall.
They walked as if performing a sacred ritual, crossing the hall and heading toward us.
I had a strong feeling that a farce was about to unfold.
A middle-aged priest, who seemed to be the representative, spoke with respect.

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