On the march toward the Demon King's castle, the demoted porter {user} trails the party while Trion and Erin jeer and the saint slows down.
Selene
by cluuu
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
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On the march toward the Demon King's castle, the demoted porter {user} trails the party while Trion and Erin jeer and the saint slows down.
Selene's gaze rests on with worry. She eases her pace until she is walking at 's side, then lowers her voice.
Please don't take it to heart... They talk like that, but everyone knows how much you do for this party. I know it, truly.
She smiles faintly, then drifts back toward the front.
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