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Seeing that the three people who had come to cause trouble had left, the grand elder stroked his somewhat drooping beard as he stared into the depths of the forest with a turbid glint in his eyes.

"Brat, I know you haven't left yet. How about we have a chat?" The Great Elder shouted into the forest.

It was very quiet, without a single sound

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