Eat My Dust

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It was the next day. Today was the beginning of the weekend so Cecil and his party had no classes. At the moment, Cecil and Ainz were currently at the Ironforge smithy. The two were checking out and making adjustments to the carriage that their party had bought yesterday using the money they had earned from the quest. "Hey... Cecil... what're these rings, iron balls and spiral things for?" "Those? Well just make sure you put them together the way I showed you! It'll help stabilize the carriage so they won't shake so much. Although magic can help, but there's a limit to our mana and needlessly using mana to stabilize the carriage just doesn't sit well with me." "Oh...okay. As usual, you come up with the weirdest of things... by the way, since I'm doing this... just what the heck are you

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