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Chapter 192

Chapter 192

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At that moment, in the meeting room where Lloyd could neither see nor hear what was happening, the stalemate suddenly took a drastic turn. Several members of the Holy Grace Court gritted their teeth, their faces full of lingering resentment and dissatisfaction, and stomped out in a huff. Meanwhile, the representatives from Sector 18 pressed their advantage, seeing them off with all sorts of sarcastic remarks. The catalyst for this sudden reversal was a stern-faced, chauffeur-like Cleric dressed in black. He had marched straight into the meeting room and delivered two messages directly from the Grand Inquisitor.

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