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The old scholar, Palash, of Gruz town, upon seeing the emblem on the flag, flinched with wide eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.,"Huh, you're here" The boy drew a period on the piece of paper, looked up at the person who came, his voice clear and pleasant, with a strong hint of intimacy.,Angel smirked, "That's awkward. If I were you, I would just turn around and leave so as not to make things even more embarrassing. If the other person calls after me, there will naturally be a follow-up."。