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The Skull Palace flew over Ironforge.
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The sight of the Dwarves trembling in fear pleased Avira immensely.
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“Hmph, those Dwarves finally understand what true reverence means.”
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Avira leaned against the window.
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Her eyes gleamed with pride.
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“How dare they point weapons at their little sister.”
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“Truly reckless.”
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Sylvia curled up under the blanket.
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She didn’t want to admit how intimidating her mother’s glare had been just now.
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That kind of absolute suppression from the level of the Law itself.
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“Mother, where is the next stop?”
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Sylvia asked quietly, hoping to avoid any more trouble.
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“The edge of the Moonlit Forest,”
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Ophelia replied coolly.
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“The territory of the Elven Tribe.”
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Sylvia’s heart tightened.
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She had heard of the Elven Tribe.
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Those folks were obsessed with appearances.
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They especially liked to gather around beautiful things.
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With her current striking appearance, arriving in Elven territory would definitely mean becoming a spectacle once again.
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“Elves?”
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Avira’s eyes ignited with excitement.
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“Will those elves be more interesting than the Dwarves?”
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Sylvia wanted to say, please don’t be interesting.
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All she wanted now was to quietly reach Dawn City.
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Half an hour later.
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An endless stretch of lush green forest appeared ahead.
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Ancient giant trees towered into the clouds, their canopies blocking out the sky.
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Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting mottled shadows.
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The air was filled with a fresh, natural scent.
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This was the legendary Moonlit Forest.
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“Wow, it’s so beautiful!”
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Avira excitedly pounded on the window.
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“Sis, look! Those trees are glowing!”
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Sylvia glanced down.
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Indeed.
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Some of the ancient giant trees emitted a faint silver glow under the sunlight.
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These were the Life Ancient Trees cultivated by the Elven Tribe’s magic.
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They were said to possess the power to purify evil.
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Just as the Skull Palace approached the forest’s edge.
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A group of black dots appeared in the distance.
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Those dots rapidly approached, soon coming into clear view.
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A squad of Elven Envoys riding Gryphons.
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At the front was an Elven Elder.
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His long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind.
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He held a wooden box emitting a soft glow.
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The other Elven Envoys followed behind.
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Every face was etched with tension.
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“Oh?”
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Avira instantly perked up.
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“Little mice coming right to us on their own.”
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Her hand already moved toward the sword hilt.
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Blood-red eyes burning with a desire to fight.
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“Sis, want to see fireworks?”
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“I’ll put on a big show for you!”
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Sylvia jumped in alarm.
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“Sis, wait!”
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But Avira was already ready to strike.
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Blood-colored energy began to gather around her.
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“Hold your temper.”
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Ophelia said calmly.
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Avira immediately stopped.
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The blood-red glow vanished instantly.
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“Why won’t you let me act?”
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Avira pouted in dissatisfaction.
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“Those elves clearly have ill intentions.”
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“Let’s see what they want.”
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Ophelia’s voice remained steady.
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The Elven Envoy Group stopped about five hundred meters from the Skull Palace.
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The leading Elven Elder bowed deeply.
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Then he raised his voice:
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“To the honorable Queen of the Eternal Night Empire!”
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“The Elven Tribe of the Moonlit Forest expresses our highest respect!”
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His voice carried clearly inside the palace.
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Sylvia was surprised.
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These elves’ attitude was completely different from the Dwarves’.
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No hostility.
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Only respect.
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“We have prepared a small gift for Her Majesty the Queen and the two princesses!”
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The Elven Elder continued shouting.
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“Please accept our humble token of sincerity!”
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With that, he raised the wooden box high.
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The box radiated a soft silver light.
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It contained something precious.
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“What junk?”
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Avira said disdainfully.
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“They’re definitely trying to bribe us.”
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But Ophelia showed a hint of interest.
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“Bring it over.”
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Ophelia’s voice reached the Elven Envoy Group.
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The Elven Elder breathed a sigh of relief.
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He carefully flew closer to the Skull Palace.
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Stopping about ten meters away.
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“This is a drop of Primordial Sap from the Life Ancient Tree.”
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He said respectfully.
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“It is the most precious treasure of our tribe.”
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A trace of surprise flashed in Ophelia’s eyes.
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Primordial Sap of the Life Ancient Tree.
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Indeed one of the Elven Tribe’s most treasured items.
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Even they rarely used it themselves.
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“Why give this to us?”
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Ophelia asked.
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A wry smile appeared on the Elven Elder’s face.
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“Your Majesty, the whole continent knows your great name.”
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“Our Elven Tribe does not wish to oppose the Eternal Night Empire.”
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“This gift represents our sincerity.”
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In other words, they didn’t want trouble.
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Sylvia silently scoffed.
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These elves were much smarter than the Dwarves.
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They knew how to make peace rather than fight.
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“Mother, accept it.”
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Sylvia whispered.
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She didn’t want to see her sister lose her mind and cut down all these elves.
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Ophelia nodded.
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An invisible force pulled the wooden box toward her.
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The box slowly opened.
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Revealing what was inside.
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A drop of crystal-clear liquid.
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Exuding a strong life aura.
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Countless tiny light points danced within the liquid.
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Filled with wondrous power.
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“So beautiful.”
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Sylvia couldn’t help but stare a little longer.
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At that moment.
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Something strange happened.
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The drop of Primordial Sap suddenly trembled.
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Its glow grew even brighter.
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Inside Sylvia’s body.
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A certain power began to resonate faintly.
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A phantom white lotus flower flashed by her side.
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The lotus appeared for less than a second.
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But the aura it emitted was felt by everyone.
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It was not ordinary vitality.
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But a deeper aura of the Law of “Creation.”
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“Hm?”
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Sylvia blinked at the disappearing lotus.
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What was going on?
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She wasn’t even a plant-type mage.
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Why would a lotus appear from her body?
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The Elven Elder’s face changed drastically in the distance.
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His eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
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That aura was familiar to him.
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The Creation Power on the level of Law.
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The legendary power only the God of Creation was said to possess.
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And just now.
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This power had emanated from the blood clan’s little princess.
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Impossible!
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How could the blood clan possibly wield the Creation Law?
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That would completely contradict their nature!
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But the fact was right before him.
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The Elven Elder’s worldview was shattered.
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He felt his entire belief system being violently reshaped.
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Blood clan little princess.
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Possessing the Creation Law.
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If this news spread.
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The entire continent would go mad.
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“Thank you for the Elven Tribe’s gift.”
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Ophelia’s voice interrupted his thoughts.
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“You may withdraw.”
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The Elven Elder regained composure and bowed deeply.
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“Grateful for Your Majesty’s grace.”
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“Wishing you a safe journey.”
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He led the envoy group away swiftly.
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But the scene from moments ago still echoed in his mind.
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This news had to be brought back immediately!
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It might change the entire future of the Elven Tribe!
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“They just ran off like that?”
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Avira looked disappointed.
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“I thought we’d get a fight.”
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“So boring.”
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“Just gift-giving and then leave.”
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Sylvia let out a breath of relief.
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Finally, no bloodshed.
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These elves were indeed smarter than the Dwarves.
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They knew when to choose their battles.
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“Mother, what was that flower?”
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Sylvia couldn’t help but ask.
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“Don’t mind it.”
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Ophelia said lightly.
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“Maybe it was some reaction of your body.”
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Sylvia nodded.
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She didn’t press further.
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She wasn’t interested in these mysterious things anyway.
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As long as it wasn’t something bad, it was fine.
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