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At Abel’s attitude, Ban glared at him fiercely.

“You are the one who came between us in the first place.”

We, the restless fellow who at first behaved like slaves, now tie ourselves to Richt. The corner of Abel’s mouth quirked up.

‘bouncer.’

If I had had my way, I would have killed it long ago and thrown it away.

‘But you can’t.’

Because Richt cares about Ban. Abel raised his free hand in a sign of surrender.

“Actually, I came here because I had something to tell you, but Richt is sleeping right now, so we’ll do it later.”

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