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Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,Horses neighed and hooves drummed as the knight came to a halt at the entrance of the tea plantation, removing his helmet.,The youth's grayish-green eyes swept across the two maids. He directly bypassed Ollie, focusing his gaze on the middle-aged maid.。