Chapter 827: Disciples of Nowhere(2)

*Bing-Bong!*

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No.

|What? Why not?|

Because we agreed that in order for you to grow as a writer, you have to write stuff that makes you cringe.

|But-|

NO BUTS!

|Fine...|

Good.

*Bing-Bong!*

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[The hell is going on in the lobby?,] Razorstella asked.

[It appears that...Spring Brawler, Hurricroak and Screamira are attempting to pretend that the Library is some secretive temple sect while acting out like this is a period drama from our jarl's original world,] Frosttusk answered.

[And they're doing a rather questionable job on it,] Archanidame added. [If I was a naughty disciple, none of my masters would know I broke any rules.]

[Because they're on your payroll, you blackmailed them or because you're that good at hiding your tracks?,] Lacerage asked.

[Yes.]