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... ill …My name is Dura.」

「Yoroshiku, Dura. Rubeum, say hello.」

「…Kyuru?」

I woke up Rubeum who was sleeping in the baby sling and explained the situation. f𝐫𝑒𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧૦𝘃𝗲l.c𝚘𝘮

It’s a pity to wake him up, but I can’t afford to not inform Rubeum.

Without Rubeum’s permission, neither Dolflare nor Dura will be relieved.

「Dura, nice to meet you? Kyuru.」

「I am unworthy of such words.」

Dura prostrated before Rubeum.

「Holy Monar ...

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