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... Guild, Eri peeped from the entrance while Rashin stood at the side.

"Come on, come on..." she muttered continuously.

People passing by began to ignore them, taking the other route that led into the building.

With his arms folded, Rashin sighed. "Are you sure about this? I do remember you are a priestess. Is this how a priestess should be acting?"

"And I also seem to remember the head priest almost killing me. So no, I am not a priestess. Tsk! The only reason I am ...

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