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Facing the yellow haired youth's provocation, White Horse frowned.

"A mere ant." The White Horse lightly rubbed his fingers and drew a cross in the air.

Lachlan did not stop him.

He had already advised yellow haired youth, but the other party did not know what was good for him.

Lachlan, who had already removed his position as Celestial King of the Lunamis