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487 Too High

 . Everything seems to be in a fog.

white

hazy.

confused.

Nothing to rely on.

There was only that gentle voice in my ears, as if it was very close.

Qi Ren, please, don't be afraid.

how so.

His heart was filled with inexplicable anger and sadness, and he had nowhere to vent.

It's like he's losing something.

I just I just

That voice was so helpless.

So desolate.

Seems to be moving away from him

I just live in a different world than you.

After the words faded away, he suddenly felt empty and distressed.

He stretched out his hand in the direction of the voice.

Want to go

Touch her.

Hug her tight.

comfort her.

Leave her behind.

And when he thought he was about to get close to her and leave her.

A red light suddenly penetrated the fog

The white fog dissipates and the haze disappears.

At that moment, it was like the blood falling from the sky dyed the walls red, and everything around became sticky and bright, bloody and gloomy.

Everything has changed.

He became inexplicably nervous.

long time no see

In the blood-red color, a strange and cold voice, exaggerated with a thick and exciting tone, sounded from somewhere.

long time no see

A frightening heavy feeling came without warning, making him breathless.

No.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time

The echoes are heavy and endless.

It was like a heavy war drum, vibrating his heart back and forth.

No.

mine

That voice was excited.

But he was very frightened.

No.

mine

The surrounding blood is getting redder, darker, darker, and getting closer.

My, my, my

Inevitably, the boundless blood climbed up his body and his senses.

But he couldn't break free, couldn't escape.

No.

It violently impacted his thoughts and took over his will.

Fill him with everything.

No

my my my my my

Finally, when the boundless blood completely filled him from the inside out, the unfamiliar voice from the distance was extremely clear, ringing from his body as if it was next to his ears.

mine

It seemed to have faded away all the chaos and barriers, like a volcano erupting and a majestic tsunami roaring out from his own mouth:

blood brothers

"ah"

He screamed in fear and stood up violently

Panic, helplessness, panic.

He gasped, trying hard to grab something.

At this moment, a heavy black shadow suddenly appeared above his head

It was like a ghost, pressing down darkly.

It seemed to cover him and engulf him.

The next moment, a familiar feeling appeared in my right hand.

He was so nervous that he pushed his right hand towards the black shadow without thinking.

"Snapped"

There was a soft sound, and his right hand was firmly held, unable to move forward or retreat.

"Tiles."

A familiar hoarse voice emerged from the shadows, calling his name.

Thales is so excited

"yodel"

The young man gasped, trying hard to separate the blood in his dream from the black shadow in front of his eyes, and barely recognized a pair of mirror holes that reflected the cold light.

In the dim light, the black shadow's grip on his arm softened slightly.

"yes."

"It's me, I'm here," the black shadow said hoarsely, comforting the frightened Thales, looking rather unskilled:

"I'm here."

A gloved hand released Thales' wrist and patted the boy's arm stiffly and unfamiliarly, encouraging him to relax.

But in his dream, the blood that soaked him and the whole world was not here.

Thales, who was tense, relaxed in a daze, and the jc dagger in his hand slipped down, and was caught by Yoder.

"I'm here, I'm here."

The shadow repeated awkwardly, and it took a few seconds to find the next word:

"It's okay."

Thales let out a breath and collapsed backward.

But he was quickly supported on the back by the masked guard and gently placed back on the pillow.

He looked at the jc in Yoder's hand, feeling quite flustered and guilty.

"I'm sorry about the dagger," Thales half-opened his eyelids, feeling weak all over and breathing unevenly:

"It was just a nightmare, you know, me"

But Jodel interrupted:

"I know I know."

"never mind."

The masked guard helped Thales pull up the pillow and let him lean on it. He also helped the boy tuck the quilt in.

Lying back on the bed, Thales realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

It was soaked and I don’t know when the lining was changed.

Thales pressed the bandage under the lining, and his nose was filled with the smell of medicine.

He took a deep breath in the pain and realized that they were in a strange room.

Dark, gloomy, and narrow.

The room was not big. It was only a dozen steps from his bedside to the door. There was a small desk beside the bed. A wooden window next to the desk was tightly closed, and a few traces of daylight were vaguely exposed through the cracks in the window.

bright light.

There was an eternal lamp placed on a wooden platform in the distance, barely illuminating the room.

But Thales, who was lying on the bed, squinted his eyes and discovered that although the bed board and desk were relatively tidy, the four walls of the room were dark and thick, and there were even a few strands of cobwebs left on the ceiling and corners.

“Where is this place?”

Thales spoke with difficulty, feeling his throat was dry and hoarse.

"Blade Tooth Camp."

The masked guard walked to the edge of the wooden platform, and when he came back, he already had a glass of water in his hand.

"You slept all day and all night."

So we're back.

one day one Night

so long

Thales gratefully took the water glass and poured water on his throat that seemed to be burning dry.

While Yodel watched him drink water, he grabbed a bunch of ropes beside the bed and pulled gently.

"Jingle Bell"

There was a faint ringing of bells outside the door.

"The doctor said that you need to eat." Under Thales' doubtful gaze, Yodel explained simply.

Before Thales could react, there were faint quarrels and footsteps outside the door.

"Ring, bell, that's a bell"

"I swear I heard the bell ringing. Felicia said it was the way a gentleman wakes up the bed and wakes up the servant. No, I don't think it's haunted. Okay, coward, I'll go by myself."

The owner of the words and steps was obviously in a hurry, and many unexpected and panicked collisions could be heard along the way.

"boom"

The next moment, as the door was slammed open, Yodel's figure disappeared into the air.

Thales, who was leaning on the bed, narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who rushed into the door in a hurry and maintained his balance awkwardly.

This is a soldier, and his clothes look familiar.

"Who are you"

Thales put down the empty water glass and said doubtfully.

The soldier finally managed to maintain his balance. When he saw Thales, his expression suddenly changed. He was first surprised and then happy.

"I fell into a big grass and became muddy"

"Mud finally had sex"

The soldier spoke with a strong Xihuang accent, but he seemed to realize something, and immediately coughed hard a few times, subconsciously stood at attention, and switched to the more standard Xihuang common language unique to the messenger.

"I mean, your noble and handsome Highness, seeing your sex, everyone in our Blade Tooth Camp will be moved to death."

Thales's forced smile froze.

The rather excited soldier stared at Thales who was weak on the bed, as if he was afraid of missing a glance, and at the same time said a long series of words in a stiff and mechanical way:

"Ahem, your dripping forehead is dripping, or is it dripping with ours, your pussy is shining?"

The soldier lowered his head every time he said a word, his face changing back and forth with the occasional bad rhetoric, accompanied by stuttering from time to time:

"In short, we will work hard to protect the kingdom's borders, keep an eye on the desert, and handle the orcs well. Your Majesty, please rest assured. Sorry, this seems to be the last paragraph, cough cough."

"Well, my team and I are honored to get you. I mean get you, no, pick you up."

Thales coughed hard, interrupting his welcome speech that was full of mistakes.

"Okay, thank you, soldier, I understand your enthusiasm," Thales weakly pointed at the soldier's waist:

"There is no need to read the rest of the manuscript."

The soldier's face turned red, and he awkwardly stuffed the "cheat sheet" filled with writing and drawings held up to his waist into his belt:

"Well, our clerk who was responsible for writing letters died half a month ago."

"You are the only one here." Thales looked outside the door and saw only dim lights.

The embarrassed soldier suddenly stood up and replied:

"There is also the strange fire and the spirit blade. She has just changed her shift, and Mi Yan hasn't come yet. We have to come up every half hour to check on you. We are afraid that you will be killed by the unjust ghost, or that the spirit blade, who is crazy about money and wants to sneak into the bed and kill you.

On"

Thales raised his eyebrows.

The soldier felt something was wrong as soon as he said the words, and his expression changed:

"Sorry, you know I didn't mean it"

He squeezed out a smile in a panic, his hands nowhere to be placed:

"I mean, your noble and handsome Highness, we have always taken good care of you and love you as our own son."

The more he talked, the worse he got.

Thales, who was mentally tired, felt a little more energetic after he was nagging him like this.

He sighed and stretched out his hand to hold back the soldier's remaining words.

"I remember that you are a snake-hand, a person with supernatural powers."

"He is the new captain under Baron Williams."

The soldier named Snake Hand was slightly startled, and then showed ecstasy.

"Ah, you remember that my name is indeed your noble and handsome Highness. Yes, Your Highness, please remember me. I am the Snake Hand under Lord Williams. I am loyal and have never committed smuggling, tax evasion or organized crime.

I have a criminal record, and I have been bleeding, sweating and crying for the kingdom every day since I was recruited by you."

Snake Hand, who was immersed in another round of "showing loyalty", saw Thales's downcast face, coughed quickly, and returned to the topic.

"Originally, the baron wanted to capture some beautiful prostitutes or maids of the great men to make you happy. I meant to warm your bed or something."

"But you know, the camp has just calmed down, so he asked the freak to pay a small amount and let our glorious Stardust Guard Third Commando Team take good care of you, love you, and make you feel comfortable and comfortable.

Walk"

Thales stretched out his hand with a headache, interrupting the long speech that the other party had obviously been brewing all day:

"Thank you, please go and convey my thanks to the Baron, and then"

The prince smiled reluctantly:

"I'm a little hungry."

Snake Hand was stunned for a few seconds, then slapped his forehead.

"Oh, yes, the food is right. The baron stole a lot from those gentlemen. I mean, the nobles generously donated a lot to you and the baron."

Snake Shou said with a beaming expression, and rushed out of the room in a furious manner, leaving Thales with a confused look on his face.

"Strange Fire"

After a series of footsteps, there was a faint shout from the snake hand outside the door:

"Send the food and stop coughing secretly, secretly, um, secretly checking yourself."

Ten minutes later, in the room that was closed again, Thales sat alone at the desk, staring at the food that Snake Shou had just delivered.

He looked at the white bread baked with wheat, oatmeal, goat's milk, and even honey on the dinner plate.

As well as roasted fish, chicken, pork, and many seasonings that are not available in the North.

Snake Hand said that this was collected by Legend Wings from the nobles of the Western Wilderness.

Thales sighed and put a mouthful of broth into his mouth.

Well, it tastes really good compared to scorpions, spiders, and blood-spiked lizards.

Desert God, he will break off all relations with anyone who tells him that the nobles of the Western Wilderness are in a remote place with poor soil, turmoil, danger, poverty and hardship.

Feeling the gradual filling of his stomach, Thales asked the air:

"So, what happened to the Blade Tooth Camp?"

He waited a few seconds.

"Later," Yodel's hoarse and unintelligible voice came from the void:

"Williams won."

Williams, won.

Thales bit the spoon in his mouth and twisted his eyebrows helplessly.

Wow.

It's really detailed.

Just like when they first met, Yodel answered him "Who is my father?"

Full of diplomatic rhetoric.

When he thought of what happened in the past, Thales couldn't help but curl up his lips.

God, how old is he before he starts to feel nostalgic?

But Thales then remembered something and his mood sank.

"Where's the secret of the kingdom?"

Thales asked very vaguely, but Yodel seemed to know what he was going to ask.

"They had no horses and were forced to return on foot."

The prince breathed a sigh of relief.

So, Quick Rope, Barney Jr., Belletti, Tardin, Cannon, Bree, and Sacher.

them

His mood became cheerful.

"That was really a fulfilling and interesting day, wasn't it." Thales said half-jokingly.

A few seconds later, a hoarse voice came from the air, with a subtle smile:

"Yes."

Thales, whose appetite was greatly increased, happily ate the food on his plate.

"By the way, Yodel, your injury"

"It's already fine, don't worry."

The answer that came through the air was so swift that Thales didn't even have a chance to finish the question.

But this made the prince frown.

"alright"

Thales put down the half-bitten piece of bread.

The injury is healed.

He remembered that a long time ago, Yoder had blocked three vicious and deadly crossbow arrows for him and was seriously injured.

This is how they parted.

What happened next, Thales no longer knew that the prince's mission urged him to go to the north.

Six years have passed since then.

Past memories and inexplicable melancholy came to his mind.

Six years.

Thales' smile disappeared.

He was silent for a while.

"Yordel, how are you these years?"

The answer in the air was still brief:

"good."

Thales nodded slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

yes.

It's still him.

Keep silent, be silent, cherish words like gold.

The former masked guard.

Is not it.

Thinking of this, Thales suddenly changed the subject:

"You know Sak'el, right?"

This time, it took several seconds for the answer to come out in the air, full of inexplicable emotions:

"long, long ago."

Thales frowned, his tone full of worry:

"He said that your mask is one of the royal family's secret treasures."

The room was very quiet.

no answer.

Thales took a deep breath.

He turned around and looked into the dark and narrow room, but still saw no sign of any living person.

Before Yodel could reply, Thales could only sigh and ask:

"He also said that there is a price for using that magical mask."

There was another few seconds of silence, and when Thales couldn't help but want to speak again, the voice of the masked guard came:

"fine."

"Everyone has a price to pay."

His voice was still hoarse, but full of unknown depth.

And the determination to end the conversation.

He was not ready to say anything anymore. The young man understood the meaning.

But Thales was not satisfied:

"So what exactly is that?"

He looked worriedly into the void behind him, feeling that he was looking rather silly when he shouted from afar.

no answer.

"Yodele"

This time, Thales' tone sounded a little urging.

"I'm really worried about that."

But the only answer he received was silence.

Thales exhaled helplessly.

"I saw it"

The young man frowned and stared into space, dissatisfied and worried:

"When Ricky tried to take it off, you reacted like he was going to skin you."

"If you are really fine, then why have I never seen you pick it off?"

Thales stopped speaking hurriedly.

There was dead silence in the groggy room.

The shadow in the darkness has no ripples.

Calm as before.

All right.

In this case.

Thales took a deep breath, put away his unhappy emotions, learned the posture he had learned in the past six years, and became the noble and aloof Prince of the Stars when facing the aggressive princes of Longxiao City.

"About Delgatu," Thales said solemnly and indifferently:

"I order you: tell me."

He raised his chin and spoke seriously:

"This is my order."

"Command from the second prince, the shining star of Thales"

The voice was cold and the tone was stern, leaving no room for doubt.

The response was still silence.

Thales suddenly felt that the shadow in the darkness seemed to move.

But what followed was a cold and hoarse voice:

"Prince Thales."

Vague and broken.

Ruthless and cold.

"I only obey your Majesty's orders."

The voice fell.

At that moment, Thales felt cold all over his body.

Just obey

His Majesty's order

He stared blankly at the void, feeling a little dazed.

Is it.

Thales took a breath in a daze and turned back stiffly.

Stop looking behind you.

A few seconds later.

"All right."

Thales heard himself speaking unnaturally, and felt that his tongue was stiff and unfamiliar, not even as good as the snake hand just now:

"Of course, His Majesty's order"

He said with difficulty:

"certainly."

Thales took a few deep breaths.

He picked up the cutlery and started eating again.

Just like Caicai.

but.

Just now, he felt for the first time that the seemingly uninhabited shadow behind him no longer gave him a sense of security.

That unfamiliar yet familiar purple mask no longer gave him a sense of security.

His Majesty's order.

yes.

I forgot.

From the first day he met me, what he did was

His Majesty's order.

Thales suddenly remembered Thelma in Longxiao City.

She thought of Nicolai and Risban who were surrounding her, seemingly serving the Grand Duchess and obeying her orders.

At that moment, he only felt cold and gloomy.

Thales, who was lost in thought, forced himself to eat a bite of meat or bread according to the most standard table manners taught by Jinni, but he felt inexplicably like a ray on his back and a lump in his throat.

Feeling uncomfortable all over.

It's too small here and a bit stuffy.

He thought so.

Thales put down the tableware and raised his head irritably. Apart from the dim eternal lamp, he only saw three tightly closed windows, with only a faint light emerging from the edges.

Not breathable at all.

No wonder it's so boring.

It was dark, no light could be seen, and no one knew what time it was.

So where is this, the "sweet home" of Legend Wings?

When he thought of Roman's arrogant and proud stern face, Thales' breathing froze.

Damn pretty boy.

Thales stood up with a straight face and planned to open the window in front of the desk.

But after a push, he froze.

The window in front of him was sealed by an extra board nailed on at the handle.

What are you doing?

Thales frowned and looked at the nailed window:

what is this

Afraid of invasion

Still afraid that I'll run away

So all the entrances and exits were sealed

To trap me here

like going to jail

Thinking of the dark prison that tortured him most of the night, Thales, who was in a bad mood, turned his head subconsciously:

"Yode"

But halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

Damn it.

The prince closed his mouth and took a few deep breaths.

He didn't speak again, but sat down again and picked up the tableware again.

Thales looked at the window that could not be opened, his breathing began to quicken, and his already depressed mood became worse.

Damn Roman.

Damn pretty boy.

Thales sat down for less than five seconds before suddenly throwing down the tableware.

He walked barefoot to the wooden platform with the ever-extinguishing lamp, picked up his jc dagger, hurriedly walked back, stabbed the knife into the gap between the wooden seal and the window frame, and pried it hard

"boom"

Perhaps it was in disrepair and the board was so fragile that he couldn't even use the finishing power to pry off a corner of the seal, exposing even the nail tip.

But Thales didn't stop. With a cold face, he stood on the chair and pried open the other corners of the seal.

He thought he could trap me this way

Thales forced himself to ignore the raging hunger in his belly and pried open every part of the seal irritably.

Damn, it’s a beautiful thought

But at this moment, a gray sword blade appeared from the air

It drew a graceful arc, went straight into the board, then changed direction, and streaked across the upper corners very quickly.

"laugh"

With a few crisp sounds, the board fell into a gloved hand and was steadily removed.

Thales frowned and watched as the black figure beside him removed the seal efficiently and quickly, revealing a lot of light from the outside world.

"You can let me do it." The masked figure gently put down the wooden board.

Thales snorted lightly, stepped off the chair, dropped the dagger, and patted the dust on his palms.

"Really," the prince said sarcastically:

"I thought."

"You only obey His Majesty's orders."

The masked guard didn't answer.

His figure rippled and disappeared into the air.

The prince sneered slightly, then suddenly came out with all his strength and pushed open the window with a bang.

Countless amounts of dust were raised.

This caused Thales to cough violently.

Damn it, I should have put on a scarf first

Thales squinted his eyes and tried to fan away the dust while adapting to the sudden bright light and cold wind.

Sunlight.

Cold wind.

The long-lost sunshine rushed into this window like a tide that had found an outlet, filling the entire room.

Lights up everything.

The biting cold wind, like wolves smelling blood, eagerly pounced on this window and filled the entire room.

Blowing everything.

But when Thales raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the window, he was stunned.

No.

here

here it is

"Boom, boom, boom"

At this moment, rapid footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Thales turned back alertly and grabbed the dagger.

Snake Hand's voice sounded from outside the door, sounding panicked:

"No, no, no, my lord, this is an order from the baron. Even someone as noble as you can't do it."

With a muffled sound, Snake Hand's words stopped abruptly.

Thales' nerves became tense

What

Someone attacked

"Yodele"

The young man couldn't care less about Cai Cai's little awkwardness and shouted softly.

"Don't panic."

A familiar reply came in the air.

"I am here."

The long-lost sense of security and solidity instantly returned to his heart.

Deja vu.

The prince breathed a sigh of relief.

But before Thales could feel that he was really mean and fickle,

"boom"

The door to the room was opened roughly

Thales's muscles all over his body became tense.

A strong figure lowered his head and stepped into the small room.

The uninvited guest was a warrior covered in armor, exuding an aura that was not easy to mess with. He turned his gaze and glanced at Thales.

The vague hint of danger made the prince subconsciously raise his dagger in shock.

who is he

The other person has a darker complexion and an unusual appearance. He has staggered braids on his head, black tattoos on his face, and strange jagged lines on his neck.

But Thales, who had met both Raphael and Mikey, quickly recognized him.

This is a desolate man.

Thales looked at him in shock.

what happened

Desolate Skeleton Man

it's here

But Yodel remained calm in the dark.

calm.

Thales could only bite the bullet and tell himself: wait.

However, the dangerous-looking desolate skeleton man just glanced at the room indifferently.

His eyes didn't even stay on Thales for a second.

Then, another sharp, abrupt, and extremely unpleasant middle-aged male voice, with an unpleasant sinister smile, rang out:

"Don't be frightened by Gao He. The tattoos on his neck are just the tradition of the Chalalun tribe."

"He has won thirty-six duels, that's all."

Thales frowned: Chalalun tribe, thirty-six duels

The desolate bone man named Gao He turned around, nodded, and retreated.

"Click, click, click"

this sound

Thales, who had heard the old crow walking on a cane and heard the sound of the black prophet walking, immediately reacted: it was the sound of wood hitting the ground.

But this time, the voice was more rhythmic than Old Crow's, and brisker than Black Prophet's.

"Ah, haha, it was a long time ago when I last came here."

The sharp voice sounded again, with a slight Western accent.

But Thales swore that this was the most standard, most complete, and most well-spoken common language of the Western Continent that he had ever heard since entering the desert, and it even carried the usage of the language from Yongxing City.

"I once thought that I would never come to this tiring and ominous place again."

Finally, a figure on crutches limped and appeared at the door of the room.

The moment he stepped into the door, Thales' nervousness and attention towards Gao He were completely taken away by this newcomer:

The opponent's left leg, which has always been obviously disabled, is resting on the ground, but there is a strange long-handled sword on it, as if expecting the owner to wield the weapon while holding the cane.

The owner of the sharp voice held on to the door frame, pulled the armor robe on his body, and laughed sinisterly:

"Huh, this is really a test for my legs and feet."

He was leaning on a cane and raised his head, revealing an inhuman middle-aged face:

Withered, pale, lips crooked.

Coupled with his cold and sharp voice and sharp and sharp eyes, it makes people shudder.

The moment he saw the other party, Thales was shocked.

The frightening middle-aged man gasped slightly while sizing up Thales:

"Oh, six years," the other party chuckled unpleasantly, and the laughter was like a poisonous thorn in the heart:

"You've really improved a lot."

"I guess the Yankees fed you well."

A few seconds of silence.

Thales looked at the clothes on the middle-aged man blankly and remembered something.

The other party still smiled horribly, waiting for an answer.

Finally, Thales took a deep breath.

"Long time no see," the prince put away the dagger in his hand, straightened his thin clothes, and said seriously:

"Your Majesty the Duke."

The owner of the crutch stared at him for a long time, and then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, very good, you still remember my old bones"

His expression was exaggerated, making his inhuman face even more terrifying, and he clapped his hands fiercely, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

Outside the door, Gao He, the desolate bone man, turned around coldly and beat the snake hand who had just woken up to unconsciousness again.

calm.

The prince said to himself.

Thales forced himself not to look at the situation of the snake hand, but calmly looked at the guests in front of him:

“Your arrival is beyond my expectation”

The prince gently pulled the chair away, signaled, and then sat on the bed by himself:

"So, are you here to support me, Baron Williams, or the Blade Tooth Camp?"

At that moment, he was choked by the other party's sharp and cold laughter.

It seemed as if I understood something.

The middle-aged man with a terrifying face looked directly at Thales, who appeared to be calm and composed on the surface, and said with a tut:

"Very good, you don't have the unique milky smell of the aristocratic playboys who have been raised to waste. It's great."

"We should change our views on the Yankees. Maybe they are not savages who only know how to knock tables over with their fists."

Thales frowned slightly.

The middle-aged man hummed softly, raised his left leg with the crutch, and stepped into the room.

"Kuding, dinging"

The desolate skeleton man behind him, Gao He, closed the door tacitly, leaving the middle-aged man and Thales in the room.

Turn this place into a closed cage again.

calm.

Thales warned himself once again, watching the other party getting closer and closer.

The middle-aged man hobbled towards the chair that Thales had pulled out for him, half sarcastically and half lamenting:

"It's just that, as your first stop when you return to China, Williams really shouldn't have arranged for you to come here. This place is too high, too high."

The middle-aged man stopped in front of the desk.

He turned sideways and looked at Thales coldly, exposing the window behind him.

And there are countless buildings as big as building blocks outside the window.

"It's so high that I'm worried that you might be careless."

"Fall from here."

Thales looked at the long sword on his crutch and felt his whole body tense up.

that's all.

One of the six wealthy families in the stars, the master of the Falkenhaus family whose emblem is the four-eyed skull.

The guardian duke of the Western Wasteland, the lord of the ruins, and the "undesirable".

Cyril Falkenhauser.

Just like this, he stood in the top room of the "Ghost Prince Tower", the highest point of the Blade Tooth Camp, and said calmly:

"Like your father's brother"

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