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Chapter Ten: Fated With Success
Author: Evil Buddha
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The sun seeped into the room accompanied by brightness and warmth. The brightness and warmth dispelled the darkness and coldness which had been loitering around since night till dawn like hungry tramps.

Accompanied by the light was the chirping of birds, singing happily about the bright new day. Then came the talking which toned up into shouting and then into babel of voices which rose into the atmosphere and became what could be described as 'perfect' noise.

Walter who had not slept up till morning couldn't help but stand up from the chair he was sitting on and reached out his right hand to grab the brown waistcoat which was resting on the table.

Hearing that his whole relatives had been captured by Castor and that he demanded a mystical item as a ransom, he couldn't help but feel tense all through the night. Although he was off duty, he wanted to go to the Arcane Safety Department and ask about the mystical item from Wilfred, the team leader. He hasn't heard of anything called the B
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