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Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,At this moment, the sound of hooves drumming from the path outside the tea garden.,Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that."。