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Chapter 74: Packing Light
Author: Yoko Kim
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Chapter 74: Packing Light

"The capital caused this rot, Headmaster. Expecting them to fix it is like asking a wolf to bandage the sheep," Professor Virelia snapped, her sharp amber eyes locking onto Vane until the headmaster physically recoiled a half-step. She reached into the thick leather satchel slung across her chest, pulling out a heavy, iron-bound bundle wrapped in oiled canvas, and tossed it straight into Eldrion’s chest. "Catch."

Eldrion grunted, his arms snapping up instinctively to c
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