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"You are joking, right? Your Excellency Raphael," Dolanko found his tongue as awkward as his sister described, not very flexible. "How could my daughter become a Purifier like you? Lord Raymond is already dead, isn't he? There should be no more naturally-born Purifiers in this world."
Raphael, manipulating the sheath of the Dimglow Sword Darknet, scratched his scalp, which was entirely possible because the Dimglow Sword was a slender straight sword. Raphael's golden hair, toyed with by his own hand, shimmered in the sunlight like ripples in water, causing Dolanko to feel a pang of regret for entrusting his matters to someone so otherworldly.
"Naturally-born Purifiers are indeed rare, but there is always the possibility. Let's just say Carin's playmate, for argument's sake, there is a boy named Lyle."
Dolanko snorted in disdain, "The bastard who took away my daughter is a naturally-born Purifier?"
