author:Not ten strings, ple
state:in the series
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A grave, aged voice sounded from beyond the iron gates. It was a special intonation drawn out with length, the peculiar accent unique to the people of the capital city—elvish.,She didn't have enough social experience to tell whether the old man was serious with his suggestion or if he was simply being sarcastic. But her intuition told her that if the old man hadn't intended to do this, she would have run away foolishly and probably brought disaster upon herself.,No matter what, I had already made an appointment and yet I'm late without even saying anything beforehand... I definitely messed up.。