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... nstead, there stood a lone maid. As the Blood Demon Unit leader stepped aside, she quietly addressed me.

"Blood Demon Unit member Samsipho. Remove your mask."

"The Blood Demon Unit is forbidden from revealing their faces to others..."

"Remove it."

The sudden shift in atmosphere, freezing the room in an instant, was enough to prove she was no ordinary maid.

She was, without a doubt, someone far stronger than me.

I complied for now. She stared intent ...

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