An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 23

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Chapter 23
“Give me my dad back! Whoever turned my dad into an idiot, come out!!”
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The entrance to Arcana Resort.
A child barely 120 centimeters tall was wielding a greatsword larger than himself.
Crimson skin and two adorable horns—it was Asura Junior, the son of the Frenzy King Asura, ruler of the West.
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“Kid, this is dangerous. Put the sword down.”
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Ma Dong-tak stepped forward with an exasperated expression.
If his opponent were a Demon King, he would have cleaved him in two with his axe, but this was a kindergarten-sized child—he couldn’t strike him, and it was driving him mad.
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“Move! You muscle-bound pig!”
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Crash!
Asura Junior brought the greatsword down.
Ma Dong-tak tried to block it lightly, but the tremendous impact sent him sliding backward.
The ground cracked beneath him, and fissures appeared across his shield.
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“Huh?!”
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Ma Dong-tak’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets.
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“What is this strength? It’s stronger than an ogre!”
“My dad is the strongest in the universe! But ever since he got that injection, he just waters flowers all day! He won’t even spar with me anymore! Wahhh!”
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Asura Junior began throwing a tantrum, thrashing about wildly.
It was no mere childish fit.
Each stomp of his feet triggered earthquakes, and every wail unleashed shockwaves that shattered the hospital’s windows.
The bloodline of an S-rank Demon King. A precious child through whose veins flowed the [Blood of Frenzy].
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“Director! What should we do! Should we subdue him?”
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Lee Shin-woo shouted as he erected a spatial barrier.
Jin-hyuk, who had been watching the scene from the clinic window, set down his coffee cup.
His gaze sharpened with intensity.
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“Subdue him? No. This calls for discipline.”
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Jin-hyuk stepped outside, his white coat billowing behind him.
In his hands, instead of weapons, he held the [Whip of Love] and a [Stethoscope].
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“Hey, you little brat!”
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At Jin-hyuk’s sharp rebuke, Junior froze.
The boy wiped away his tears and glared at Jin-hyuk.
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“Are you a doctor? Did you turn our dad into an idiot?”
“An idiot? I reformed him into a pacifist.”
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Jin-hyuk scanned Junior’s condition with the [Eye of Divine Righteousness].
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[Name: Asura Junior]
[Age: 7 years old (by demon standards)]
[Status: Severe emotional deprivation, ADHD, early-stage anger management disorder.]
[Cause: Father’s neglect (always off fighting) + no mother + no friends.]
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“Tsk, tsk. Look what happens when you leave a child unattended.”
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Jin-hyuk clicked his tongue.
Asura had spent five hundred years raging madly—clearly he hadn’t even properly looked at his son’s face, let alone raised him.
This was a textbook case of a child starving for his father’s attention, seeking it in all the wrong ways.
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“You came here because you missed your dad, didn’t you?”
“N-no! I came for revenge!”
“You can have your revenge later. Have you eaten?”
“Hmph! I won’t! Whatever you give me is probably poison!”
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Junior raised his greatsword again.
Jin-hyuk sighed.
An age where words don’t work.
Then I’ll have to communicate through action.
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“Everyone. Deploy.”
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Jin-hyuk snapped his fingers.
It was time for South Korea’s three strongest Hunters to transform into babysitters—or rather, [childcare instructors].
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[Period 1: Physical Education (Burning Off Energy)]
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“Come on, little buddy! Want to play tag with Uncle?”
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Ma Dong-tak approached with a forced smile.
He’d discarded his shield and stepped forward bare-handed.
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“Tag? Boring! Die!”
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Asura Junior charged forward.
A small fist drove into Ma Dong-tak’s abdomen.
Thud!
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“Ugh…!”
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Ma Dong-tak’s face flushed crimson.
Pain twisted through his insides.
But he endured it with the pride of an S-rank tank.
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“Haha! Doesn’t hurt at all? You’re weak, so weak!”
“What? Why didn’t you fly back?”
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Asura Junior, provoked, swung his fists wildly.
Ma Dong-tak became his punching bag.
Yet he didn’t simply take the blows—he dodged and weaved, deliberately stoking the child’s frustration.
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“Nyah! Can’t catch me, can you? Over here!”
“Argh! When I catch you, I’ll kill you!”
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Asura Junior’s face turned red as he chased after Ma Dong-tak.
They must have circled the hospital courtyard a hundred times.
Even the tireless son of a demon king began to pant heavily.
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“Running laps are the best way to drain stamina.”
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Lee Shin-woo watched with satisfaction.
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[Period 2: The Thinking Chair (Spatial Isolation)]
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“Got you!”
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Just as Asura Junior lunged to bite Ma Dong-tak’s leg.
Pop!
Asura Junior’s body shot into the air.
I had lifted him using spatial magic.
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“Let me go! Using magic is cowardly!”
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Asura Junior thrashed about, but suspended in midair, he had no leverage to exert any force.
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“Tsk. Throwing tantrums won’t do. Good children don’t bite their friends.”
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I admonished him with a stern expression.
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“Shut up! Let me go right now!”
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Asura Junior spewed flames from his mouth.
He’d inherited his father’s talent—he could even breathe fire.
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“Now, now. Spitting at your friends isn’t allowed. [Silent Cube].”
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I traced a square in the air with my finger.
A transparent cubic barrier materialized around Asura Junior.
A perfect soundproof chamber where neither noise nor heat could escape.
In other words, a “thinking chair.”
Inside, Asura Junior screamed and pounded the walls, but outside, all was silent.
I wiped the sweat from my brow and looked toward Jin-hyuk.
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“Director… maintaining this barrier costs 1,000 mana per second. Please hurry.”
“Just hold on a bit longer. Until he tires himself out.”
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[Third Period: Art and Emotional Development]
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Ten minutes later.
I released Asura Junior from the barrier, gasping and exhausted.
He was drenched in sweat, though his eyes still gleamed with defiance.
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“Just you wait… once I get my strength back….”
“You’re overheated. Let’s cool you down.”
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Seo Ji-hoo approached.
He twirled his staff, summoning snow from the sky.
[Snow Fall].
White snowflakes descended gently onto Asura Junior’s head.
Snow—something that could never be seen in the Abyss.
Asura Junior’s eyes widened.
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“What… is this?”
“It’s snow. Cold and beautiful, isn’t it?”
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Seo Ji-hoo fashioned a small snowman in his palm and showed it to him.
Asura Junior carefully poked at the snowman.
A cold sensation.
The burning heat that had consumed his body began to cool and fade.
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“Wow…”
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Faced with this beautiful sight for the first time, the child’s rage momentarily subsided.
Seo Ji-hoo crafted an ice slide for him.
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“Want to try?”
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Asura Junior hesitated, then climbed onto the slide.
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“Wheeeee!”
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This was fun. Far more fun than sword fighting.
Before long, Asura Junior was playing in a snowball fight among the Hunters.
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“Kids will be kids, after all.”
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Jin-hyuk smiled and signaled Luna.
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“Bring the food.”
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[4th Period: Table Manners Education]
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As the sun set, dinner was laid out in the Hospital cafeteria.
The menu consisted of [Tonkatsu Set], [Cream Soup], and [Broccoli Salad]—vegetables the children despised.
Asura Junior sat in his chair, drooling.
After running around all day, his stomach felt like it was touching his spine.
The savory aroma of fried food assaulted his nostrils.
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“Eat. It’s free.”
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Jin-hyuk handed over a fork.
The moment Asura Junior reached for the cutlet, Jin-hyuk swiftly pulled the plate back.
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“Huh?”
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Asura Junior looked bewildered.
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“Hold on. Before you eat, there’s something you need to say, right?”
“…What do you mean?”
“Thank you for the meal. And I’m sorry for hitting those men earlier.”
“No way! Why should I apologize!”
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Asura Junior pouted stubbornly.
His pride wouldn’t allow it.
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“Fine then. Starve.”
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Jin-hyuk was merciless.
He picked up a piece of cutlet right before Asura Junior’s eyes and popped it into his mouth.
Crunch.
A crisp, satisfying sound.
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“Mmm. Delicious. The meat melts so tenderly. And the breading is perfectly crispy.”
“Gulp.”
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Asura Junior’s throat bobbed visibly.
Beside him, Ma Dong-tak smacked his lips as he ate.
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“Wow, this place really knows how to make cutlet. The sauce is exceptional.”
“I… I want some too…”
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Tears welled up in Asura Junior’s eyes. Before hunger, even a demon king’s pride was worthless.
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“I told you. Apologize first.”
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Jin-hyuk remained firm.
Asura Junior looked up tearfully at Ma Dong-tak, Lee Shin-woo, and Seo Ji-hoo.
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“I was wrong….”
“And?”
“Thank you for the meal….”
“That’s right. Good boy.”
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Shin-woo pushed the plate toward him.
Asura Junior put the breaded cutlet into his mouth.
His eyes flew wide open.
The tenderness was a world apart from the tough meat of The Abyss.
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“Yum! Mmm!”
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The child devoured the cutlet eagerly, tears streaming down his face.
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“Hey, hey. Eat your broccoli too. If you’re picky, you won’t grow tall.”
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Shin-woo quietly pushed the salad toward him.
Normally he would have spat it out, but the broccoli coated in cutlet sauce tasted divine.
Once the meal ended, Asura Junior began nodding off, patting his belly contentedly.
Full and warm, sleep came pouring down.
Shin-woo picked up the sleeping Asura Junior and headed to the hospital room.
A tiny demon king with an angelic face in slumber. A calamity when awake, but unmistakably just a child when asleep.
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“Thank you for your hard work, everyone.”
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Shin-woo bowed to the Hunters.
Ma Dong-tak rubbed his bruise-covered arms with a laugh.
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“Ha… This is harder than raids. I never knew childcare could be this intense.”
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Lee Shin-woo lay sprawled on the sofa, completely drained of mana.
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“I’m… staying single….”
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The next morning.
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“Dad!”
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Asura Junior opened his eyes and bolted out of the hospital, searching for his father.
Someone was walking toward the Hospital entrance.
A massive man dressed in a floral shirt, a flower crown perched upon his head.
It was Frenzy King Asura.
His expression was serene—a smile devoid of murderous intent, like some simpleton of a brother from the neighborhood.
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“Frenzy King Asura! Welcome!”
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Jin-hyuk came out to greet him.
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“Ah, Director. I heard my son was here.”
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In Asura’s hands were a bouquet of flowers he’d picked and a toy for his son—a wooden figurine he’d carved himself.
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“Dad!!”
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Asura Junior rushed forward and threw himself into Asura’s embrace.
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“Dad… sniff… I missed you so much….”
“There, there, my boy. Dad’s sorry. Did I keep you waiting while I was admiring the flowers?”
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Asura lifted his son high into the air.
Asura Junior caught an unfamiliar scent from his father’s embrace.
Not the reek of blood, but the fragrance of flowers and grass.
And he realized that his father’s eyes were no longer bloodshot and inflamed.
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“Dad… are you not angry anymore?”
“No. Not angry. Thanks to the medicine the Director gave me, my mind has become clear.”
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Asura spun around in circles while holding Asura Junior.
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“Shall we go play now? We can go fishing, plant flowers.”
“Yes! I’d love to!”
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A father and son reunited. A heartwarming sight, rare in the blood-soaked depths of The Abyss.
Jin-hyuk approached with an invoice in hand.
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“It’s a lovely sight. Now then, we should settle the childcare fees.”
“Ah, of course.”
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Asura smiled pleasantly and pulled something from his pocket.
[Western Mine Mining Rights] and one bundle of [Supreme-Grade Red Demon Stone].
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“Consider that payment for our son’s meals. And…”
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Asura Junior scratched his head sheepishly.
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“Would it be alright if I left the kid with you occasionally? I’m terrible at childcare.”
“…Pardon?”
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The Hunters’ faces drained of color.
Leave him here again?
That precious little one?
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“Wasn’t the [Kids’ Cafe] access included in the VIP service?”
“Ha ha… well, as long as you’re paying.”
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Jin-hyuk readily agreed—though he caught the Hunters’ wary glances.
Thus, a new revenue stream was born at Arcana Resort: the [Demon Kindergarten].
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“Come on, son. Dad will give you a piggyback ride.”
“Yay! Dad’s the best!”
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Watching the father and son disappear into the distance, Ma Dong-tak wiped away a tear.
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“Damn… why does it feel so touching…”
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Seo Ji-hoo chimed in.
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“You’re getting sentimental with age, hyung.”
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Jin-hyuk checked his bank account.
The balance was growing exponentially.
Money, prestige, and connections with Demon Kings.
All the pieces for Earth’s conquest were falling into place.
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“Well then, shall we go fit the final puzzle into place?”
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My gaze turned toward the basement of the Hospital, where Yoo Yi-soo rested.
Her body had fully recovered now. All that remained was to prepare for [a triumphant return to Earth] with all these accomplishments in hand.
But then.
An unusual light descended from the heavens.
The same pillar of radiance that the bald Angel Piel had ridden down.
But this time, he was not alone.
What descended from within the light was a colossal being with six wings spread across its back.
An Archangel—a high-ranking executive of the Heavenly Realm.
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“Is this… that miraculous Hospital where demons are rehabilitated?”
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The corners of my mouth lifted into a smile.
At last, it had arrived.
Beyond pacifying the Demon Realm, the prelude to a grand deal with the Heavenly Realm was unfolding.

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