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North of the Mountain Range (2) “Let’s stop and eat now. The food will get cold.” “Oh no, it’d be a waste if it gets cold.” “We’d better eat quickly.” Isiel, who calmed down the twins, took the last empty seat. She seemed to be checking if Kleio, who arrived late, was injured or unwell. Arthur, who had been devouring his share of lamb meatballs, finally stopped laughing. “Anyway, don’t worry too much about being late, Ray. With all this snow, no carriage could get to…
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281.2 K • Ongoing
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North of the Mountain Range (1) Kleio just smiled. As long as there was no proven way to discern souls, until then, he was Gideon Asser’s second son. “It’s surprising to have my very existence as your younger brother denied just because of some memory issues. As you say, I am Father’s child and your brother.” “Younger brother, you say. Do you even consider me family by blood? You don’t remember anything about me. Yet you brazenly swept through the Capital Merchants’ Guild’s…
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281.2 K • Ongoing
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Kleio, Asser “My little brother, have you been well?” With a broad smile, Vlad spread his arms and pulled Kleio into a quick hug, then let him go carelessly. Kleio, staggering from the rough touch, barely managed to regain his balance by grabbing the centerpiece. Last time, since it was essentially their first meeting, it was hard to read his intentions, but seeing him a second time, it became clear. ‘He’s asserting dominance right from the start. As if we’ve met enough for…
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281.2 K • Ongoing
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Towards the reprint! (4) “No, there’s no case of doing business like this. There’s a payment deadline, so according to that, the promissory note….” “I am doing this because I can fully handle it. The remaining amount can also be paid in installments during the process through negotiation, so I hope you’ll keep that in mind.” “Why are you going this far for me?” “I’m Fran’s friend, and Mr. Bartleby, you’re Fran’s friend as well, aren’t you? I don’t want that…
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281.2 K • Ongoing
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Towards a reprint! (3) On Arc Street, downstream on the east bank of the Tempus River, printing, bookbinding, and book finishing businesses were densely clustered together. Cleio, who got off the carriage first, stood by the door and helped Dione get down. Since the alley was narrow and the ground was rutted, Cleio had to focus all her attention on supporting Dione. The street, whose ground was worn into wheel shapes due to the ceaseless passage of carts and carriages, now even felt familiar to…
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281.2 K • Ongoing
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