"Sent to do hard labor, or sent to the Demon race ancestral grounds?" Liuliu’s eyes lit up at the suggestion; he thought it sounded like a fine idea.
In their previous lives, these heroes of Eternal Sleep had not exactly kicked Long Haochen while he was down, but they had stood by as cold observers, watching the top brass of the Temple Alliance frame and torment him, despite knowing the truth perfectly well.
Elric settled the future arrangements for the Eternal Heroes in just a few short sentences, completely ignoring their incessant chatter.
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