Chapter 447
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"Master!"
"It seems we can save some trouble this time."
Najenda pursed her lips.
Muka, who fell on his back in the mud, seemed to have something hanging on his waist.
"It should be the key to the secret treasury..."
Najenda whispered softly.
Things that can be preserved in such high-intensity battles are not simple; ordinary keys can't reach this degree of sturdiness.
Even the famous Great Grade Swords might not be able to withstand the ember of the firefly without being melted. This strange key is definitely not simple.
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