Chapter 111 - Twilight Fortress

"Ah?"

Sigmonds felt that he had probably heard wrongly; all he could utter was a simple syllable from the depths of his throat.

The Presiding Judge ignored him and only picked up the schedule from the enchantment table beside him.

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