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... t agree. Where can we use our dwarves as a bet.


Several elders of the dwarf elder regiment hurriedly spoke comfort, and Latour had to turn back and sigh with energy, with a helpless expression on his face: "Sorry, we may have to discuss it again here ..."


Laughing enthusiastically, these dwarves performed very well. While pretending to disagree, they tried hard to persuade them to improve how difficult it was to pass this proposal and show how valuable their tribe was.


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