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I was a Hero,but now I become The Heroes Best Friend

Autor: Juju_Kaka
Fantasy
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What is I was a Hero,but now I become The Heroes Best Friend

Leia o romance I was a Hero,but now I become The Heroes Best Friend escrito pelo autor Juju_Kaka publicado no WebNovel. After the final fight in the fantasy world,Hiroki The Hero suddenly wake up to his old world.Just when he thought it's already end..Hiroki one more time being summoned to another world,but this time w...

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After the final fight in the fantasy world,Hiroki The Hero suddenly wake up to his old world. Just when he thought it's already end..Hiroki one more time being summoned to another world,but this time with his classmates

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