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THE long door to the dimly lit study of Lord Lucario opened and Mico sauntered in, closed the door behind him and walked up to the large mahogany table where Lord Lucario sat, at his favourite position, at the head of the table.

He bowed his head as soon as he got to him.

“My Lord,” he said raising his head up, “you sent for me,” he added as his arms instantly went behind him.

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