
lt;supernatural sorc
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state:serializing
author: Fox Terrier <<
Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights",Lyon impatiently tugged on the reins of his horse: "Alright, I understand. You guys keep busy, I'm going to go find him now.",Pushing open the gate, the courtyard of the stilt house was laden with vegetables and fruits. On the shelves beside it, withered vines still clung to the structures. These vines, during harvest month, would bear many "droplets," which Jon called grapes. Leon had tasted them and found them quite sweet, but now, the month for eating grapes had passed.。