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The Pen and Sword: Geas Contract Services

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Lisez le roman The Pen and Sword: Geas Contract Services écrit par l'auteur bigfritolay publié sur WebNovel. After his God is killed, Phillip Brunel has a unique opportunity to use his magic, completely unadulterated. His goal is simple: provide a service no one else can. Mr. Brunel is at his client’s dispos...

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After his God is killed, Phillip Brunel has a unique opportunity to use his magic, completely unadulterated. His goal is simple: provide a service no one else can. Mr. Brunel is at his client’s disposal, and although many don’t realize, they’re at his. Read as him and his bodyguard Mrs. Farrier navigate the magical world through legalese and backhanded deals!

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