"Brother, do you know where the hero leader was buried two hundred years ago?"

The clouds were thick, and on the street, a blonde and brown-skinned teenager grabbed the sleeve of a passerby, who looked more like a girl, and his tone and demeanor were very timid.

"Huh? That's when it happened. ”

Garfield, the orc, tilted his head, the hero leader he had only heard that he had grown up in the Sanctuary and didn't know much about history and the like.

"Two

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