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Roland took a light sip of the pale yellow liquor in his cup, his thoughtful gaze drifting toward the middle-aged noble in the center of the crowd.
’That must be... Marston, the head of the noble faction...’
Though the leader of this noble faction was nearly fifty, he still maintained an upright posture.
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