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Let Me Be the One Who Tells Him
The reply letter from the Old Duke had arrived, and Harriet had received it and read it. As she was writing for the reply, Liam appeared in the room and saw Harriet's back. He came over and sat on the side bench, reaching over to the desk to look at the open letter next to Harriet. He skimmed through its contents and immediately understood what procedure the Old Duke had taken to resolve the issue of the disappearance of those underprivileged people who had been hard to detect over the years. “It will take time… but the Alchemists of the Empire will try to identify all the genetics we found in the underground facility of Diamond Duchy's Alchemy Tower and find the families of everyone found there…” Harriet took a deep breath. “And… slowly contacting them to express our condolences with
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