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Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights",Well, they didn't look for the mayor of Grunt Town. Could it be that it's not a draft,Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that."。