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Chapter 17. You'd Better Only Have Ideas About Mme.

There was a small piece of flesh in the box. It seemed to have been frozen and torn off by a sharp object.

In the cold season, in the sub-zero temperature, there were often people whose ears were numb from the cold, and they would not even realize that their ears had fallen off. It was almost the same logic.

Even though it had been at least half a day since the village's people had been taken away, the piece of skin still showed no signs of melting.

Carly's face turned serious. She picked up the meat and sniffed it.

It's indeed the smell of the White Spirit Tribe's sorcery.

She stopped talking and frowned.