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Chapter 483 – Reckless Calm

The western lands were vast.

Beyond the six tribes, there were others who clung to their traditions, whether out of stubbornness or devotion.

Among them was someone the short-haired blonde had met in the city of Oara.

Even Rem knew one such person—a wanderer who dabbled in cursed poisons, as the blonde had mentioned.

“Didn’t you say leaving traces everywhere was dangerous? Then why use cursed poison?”

While picking flowers and tracking the signs of giants, Rem stumbled upon an old friend from a smaller tribe.

“How did you figure it out?”

The black-eyed woman asked, her tone free of suspicion and full of pure curiosity, as always.

She stood above Rem on a slope, while he remained below.

That was typical of her.

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