author:Fox Terrier <<
state:in the series
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The youth's grayish-green eyes swept across the two maids. He directly bypassed Ollie, focusing his gaze on the middle-aged maid.,As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.,Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control."。