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Era of Players: Death God

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Nickaido · Fantasi
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238 Chs

Lurking Shadow

"So, what brings you out of the Badlands?" The old man inquired, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

Alucard, his fingers idly toying with his teacup, replied, "Well, on a reconnaissance mission. After what happened with the Jester, our lord wished to proceed with the plan cautiously. I'm here to observe."

The old man nodded in understanding. "I see," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the flickering candlelight.

"Did you get what I asked for?" Alucard inquired, his voice carrying a subtle urgency.

The old man reached into a drawer, producing two items. "Of course. Here are the forget paper and your Player's identity to sneak into a dungeon under the association's radar," he explained, placing the items on the table.

Alucard examined the items meticulously, his fingers tracing the edges of the forget paper. "These are well-made," he commented, his voice laced with approval.