Chapter 1389: Crackling Rivals
A lot of eyes were on Moze as he stepped up for the challenge. He was, after all, one of the top students from Wilton Academy, recently invited to the prestigious Central Academy. Still, the attention he received was noticeably less than when Lee had taken the stage earlier.
The reason was simple, Wilton Academy had no standout names. Unlike the major academies, their students didn’t have reputations that stretched beyond their own walls. No rumors, no recorded feats, no legends in the making.
As a result, the crowd’s interest was mild at best. Conversations continued in the background, eyes wandered elsewhere, and the excitement had clearly dipped.
But Moze didn’t care.
He waited on stage with a confident smile, completely unfazed by the lack of attention. The ring of magic surrounding the small object on the platform lifted off the ground, and soon, streams of energy began to swirl around it like a protective dance.
Without hesitation, Moze moved.
Positioning himself in the exact same stance as before, he summoned his lightning magic. A wide stream of crackling energy shot to the side, painting the air with streaks of violet and blue.
It was a wide-range spell, not powerful enough to knock the target out directly. Others had tried similar strategies. Simply hitting the small floating orb wasn’t enough to bring it down. It required a concentrated surge of magical power, far more than a standard attack could deliver.
But Moze wasn’t relying on a single hit.
With one hand still guiding the wide stream, he shifted his other arm, swiping it horizontally. A bolt of concentrated lightning formed and launched straight forward, sharp and precise, like an arrow of pure energy.
It slammed directly into the orb’s center.
A sharp crack echoed through the air as the orb dropped from the sky, clattering to the floor.
For a moment, there was silence.
Students who hadn’t even been paying attention glanced down at the arena, startled. They had to do a double take. No one, not a single person, had taken out the object that fast.
“Haha! I knew it!” Moze cheered, grinning from ear to ear. “That thing moved fast, but I could tell it had a pattern when reacting to magic.”
What had seemed like an offhand comment earlier from one of the Wilton students now made perfect sense. It wasn’t just luck.
Unlike most students, the Wilton group had experienced real danger during a portal expedition. They had been pushed to the brink, and it had changed the way they thought.
In life-or-death situations, your brain scrambled for solutions. You couldn’t afford to panic; you had to adapt. You had to solve problems on instinct, or you’d be dead.
And on top of that, they had listened to Raze.
Countless hours of theoretical lessons echoed in their heads, his teachings, his breakdowns, his relentless push to expand their way of thinking.
“Be more open-minded as a mage,” he had said. “Use your fundamentals, understand your tools, and apply them in creative ways.”
That was exactly what Moze had done.
“Who is that? Anyone know him?” a student asked from the stands.
“No idea,” another replied. “But he just got the fastest time. He’s gotta be Wilton Academy’s top student, right?”
“Yeah, no kidding. That lightning magic was insane. The way he threw that spell, it was like he knew it would land.”
“I guess we’ve been underestimating Wilton Academy, huh?” one muttered.
“I suppose we’ll have to keep an eye on them after all,” Lee Roy said, watching with a thoughtful expression. He wasn’t disappointed. In fact, he was impressed. He could tell the magic Moze had used wasn’t as powerful as his own, but it was sharp, controlled, and well-timed. That counted for a lot.
As Moze walked down the steps to rejoin his group, his expression was smug. His grin couldn’t have stretched wider if he tried.
“I told you I’d do it! Hahaha!” Moze bent backward with laughter. “You all could’ve had your moment, but look at me now, I’ve got the spotlight!”
“Right, right,” Chiba nodded, indulging him. “But maybe this is a blessing in disguise. The more attention you get, the more likely they’ll target you in the group events. That’ll give us a chance to do all the real work while you’re dodging spells.”
“Wait, they’re gonna target me now?” Moze blinked.
“Of course,” Piba said, smirking. “Can’t you hear what everyone’s saying? ‘Top student of Wilton Academy’ this and that. Little do they know, you were taken down with ease by someone who’s not even here.”
That earned a nervous laugh from the others. The mood remained light, the victory filling them with confidence. No one else seemed eager to try and beat Moze’s record. If anything, it benefited the other academies to leave it be.
But just as the group prepared to leave the stage, a wave of gasps rippled through the nearby crowd.
The reason quickly became clear.
“Wait… is that Bones and Nannan?” someone asked, eyes wide.
“Yeah, it is! They’re from Central Academy. Top tier, both of them! I thought they were supposed to be training or prepping for the main event.”
“They’re here now. I heard they had a meeting or something. But looks like they’re free to enjoy the rest of the exhibition like the rest of us.”
Bones and Nannan.
Two of the most recognizable students from Central Academy.
Bones, a male student with skin so pale it almost looked like polished ivory. His body was thin, his frame frail, but no one was foolish enough to underestimate him. Despite appearances, he was one of Central Academy’s most powerful mages.
And then there was Nannan.
She wore a sleek white mask that covered the lower half of her face. Her hair was cut with straight bangs, hiding most of her forehead. Only her eyes were visible, sharp, vivid blue, gleaming like icy daggers. Her presence was quiet, but intense.
They weren’t the top students of Central Academy, that honor belonged to a select few others, but they were both extremely talented. Recognized. Respected. Feared.
“12 seconds, huh?” Bones said, glancing at the screen. “I saw it was lightning magic. Impressive.”
He cracked his knuckles.
“Well, I guess I should try it myself.”
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Chapter 1390: The Unseen Champion
Both academies were ready to leave and explore the rest of the fair. There were still plenty of events left to check out and more than enough time to enjoy them. That was, until two students from the Central Academy, two of the very top, walked past.
There had always been an undeniable aura of prestige surrounding Central Academy. It was a place reserved for the best of the best, mages who were either naturally gifted, incredibly hardworking, or in possession of a special affinity or rare trait.
So, when students from that academy showed up, especially its elites, everyone watched.
It wasn’t just Wilton students who took notice. Curious murmurs spread quickly, and members of other academies began making their way over to catch a glimpse of the moment.
Out of the two who arrived, it was Bones who stepped forward to take part in the challenge. He walked to the center of the platform with a calm confidence, and the instructors placed a new, circular magic object on the ground before him.
“I saw the last record was set with lightning magic,” Bones said casually, not even glancing at the timer. “For things like this, there’s always going to be certain magic types that are more effective than others. I’d say the student who set the last time was just… lucky.”
“Lucky?” Moze raised an eyebrow, not bothering to hide his offense.
“He probably specializes in lightning, so it worked out in his favor. But I’ll show you, there’s no need for cheap tricks or flashy setups.”
Bones stretched out both arms, and the moment the orb lifted into the air, it began fluttering wildly. Without hesitation, arcs of lightning burst from his hands, zigzagging across the sky.
The crackling energy danced erratically, mimicking the chaotic movements of the orb. In response, the orb darted through the air, trying to escape, but it was too late. A single bolt caught it, and in a flash of blue light, the orb was struck down.
It clattered to the ground.
The side display flickered with the result: 8 seconds, a new record, faster than Moze’s previous 12.
And Bones had done it with a single spell.
To the watching students, it was clear: he hadn’t used strategy to manipulate the orb’s behavior, nor had he attempted to influence its movements. He simply struck it. Directly. Precisely. Efficiently.
“It was easier than I thought,” Bones admitted, stepping down. “Though I’ve got to give credit, the last guy gave me the idea. Lightning magic is one of the fastest to cast.”
Some students in the crowd began whispering, wondering if they were about to see Nannan step up next. But before anyone could ask, the Central Academy group had already begun walking away.
“I guess their talent and strength weren’t overhyped after all,” Chiba said with a sigh. “We’ll just need to stay sharp. No point trying to top that time, it’d be a waste of energy.”
Elsewhere in the fair, Raze had just broken off from Kelly and was strolling through the venue like he usually did. As the noise of the crowds faded slightly, something unusual caught his eye.
It was a small stall, one that clearly wasn’t part of the official fair setup.
Curious, Raze stepped closer.
A mage was seated behind a bench, working intently on a series of small, round objects. He was etching magical formations into them and occasionally fusing them with power stones. Beside him was a pile of identical items, though many were cracked or damaged, likely destroyed during testing.
Raze could tell immediately this wasn’t a simple merchant. The man was a professor.
The professor noticed the group as they approached, setting his tools down and glancing up with interest.
“You interested in these?” he asked, raising his hand. One of the small golden spheres floated into the air, then zipped around erratically, darting left and right in midair.
Raze watched closely.
The professor was using wind magic. The object reacted to the air currents, shifting its path each time it sensed incoming pressure.
“Whoa, that’s pretty cool!” Liam said, his eyes tracking the object’s rapid movements. “It’s like a magical pet or something. Is it meant to dodge attacks? Or maybe it’s designed to fight?”
“It’s just a basic concept for now,” the professor explained. “There’s a tall booth over there using these for a timed challenge. I’m the one maintaining and repairing them after they get damaged. The idea is to see how quickly someone can take one down.”
“But yeah, you’re right. Eventually, we’re hoping to turn this into something more advanced. Something that can dodge, fight back… maybe even learn.”
The professor looked over the group thoughtfully, then stood and walked over to the arena circle. He selected one of the orbs from his stash and placed it gently on the ground.
“Why don’t you give it a shot?” he said, turning to Liam. “Use whatever magic you’ve got. See how fast you can hit it.”
Liam blinked in surprise, then shrugged. “Alright, sure.”
He pulled out his wand, holding it loosely in his hand as he stepped into position.
“As fast as I can, huh?” Liam muttered, narrowing his eyes.
The orb floated up, zipping into the air with a flicker of gold. And in that exact instant, Liam moved.
He tapped into his Qi, channeling it through his wand. A sharp, rapid blast of lightning erupted from the tip, faster than anyone expected. It struck the orb dead center, shattering it into glowing fragments that scattered across the ground.
The professor’s jaw dropped.
“That… that had to be what, two seconds?” Liam asked casually. “I was worried it was going to zigzag more, so I just aimed where it looked like it would go.”
Of course, he had help.
Liam’s system had predicted the orb’s movement path in real time. It hadn’t even stood a chance to dodge the attack. The lightning, supercharged by Qi, had overwhelmed it instantly.
“Let’s keep looking around,” Safa said, nudging Liam forward before he could start bragging.
“Thanks for showing us this!” she added politely as they walked off.
The professor was still speechless, eyes flicking between the shattered orb and the golden trail it had left behind.
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Chapter 1391: Smarter Than You Think (Part 1)
The students from Wilton Academy were feeling a little down, well, at least Moze was noticeably upset about what had happened. His record had just been beaten, and it didn’t sit well with him. He had complained about it relentlessly since they had left the event.
The other ranked students had asked if he wanted to try give something else a try but he just shook his head.
“I mean, you could have tried to beat his record right?” Piba said. “You saw what he did, you could have tried to emulate it and got a better time.”
“Nah.” Moze commented. “I could tell, his lighting control was way better than mine. It’s not something that I would be able to do, and even if I tried my best and did the same as him, I would have only gotten the same score, not better. I doubt anyone could actually have a better time than him, and imagine if I didn’t, what if I failed?”
“Well, you are right about that.” Yolden answered. “I’m really not sure anyone could get a better time, those items were really impressive, especially how they reacted to magic. Maybe an overwhelming magic from the get go could take care of it?”
Yolden was thinking about the display Raze had put on when he had beaten the dimension boss, but using Dark Magic in a place like this for an event like that, it really wasn’t an option.
“Come on, it’s just a silly little trial game,” Chiba said, trying to lighten the mood. “The real test is going to be at the main event. That’s where we’re going to beat them, not at these small games scattered around the place. Just because he can hit a floating ball out of the air faster than you doesn’t mean he’s a better mage.”
That did help cheer Moze up a bit, even if only slightly. Still, he was nursing a bruised ego. He had been enjoying all the praise that came with setting the previous record, and now it was gone.
The group wandered off to check out one of the scheduled shows. After spending some time there, they decided to try a few more events. That’s when Yolden spotted something… or rather, someone. Two of the top-ranking students from the Central Academy, Nannan and Bones, were together again, standing in front of a crowd.
“Oh? I wonder what they’re looking at?” Yolden asked, curiosity piqued.
A good number of students were gathered in the area, but oddly enough, there was nothing flashy drawing their attention. Instead, a few large boards had been set up, and standing in front of them was a professor.
“Come on now!” the professor called out to the crowd. “Can anyone solve these magical puzzles? If you get the right answer, you’ll win this fabulous high-level power stone as your prize! Each puzzle solved will earn a reward!”
The Wilton students moved closer, and as they did, they could hear other participants, some even from the Central Academy, struggling aloud. On the boards, there were five puzzles in total.
Each puzzle displayed a magical circle, except these weren’t straightforward. The formations were filled with extra runes and glyphs that didn’t quite make sense. The challenge was to tell the professor what effect each of the magic circles would produce.
“Wait a second… isn’t this, ?” Yolden said, his eyes widening.
“It is. It really is!” Moze replied, equally surprised.
A few students had already written in the empty spaces next to the puzzles, trying to figure out what the circles were meant to do. But it was clear they didn’t understand some of the more obscure runes scattered throughout the diagrams. One by one, they submitted their guesses, none of which hit the mark.
That’s when Nannan, confident as ever, stepped forward.
She studied the board calmly, analyzing the magical runes for a moment before speaking up. “The rest of the runes are just distractions,” Nannan announced. “We need to strip them away to reveal the true formation.”
With a confident smile, she walked straight up to the professor to deliver her answer.
The professor looked at her with interest and gave a smile in return. But then…
“I’m afraid that is not the correct answer,” the professor said. “You’ve only managed to identify part of the magical formation. There’s more to it.”
A wave of murmurs ran through the crowd. Even the Central Academy’s star student hadn’t been able to solve it? That said a lot. Either the professor had crafted some genuinely challenging puzzles, or… maybe there was a trick hidden within them.
That’s when Yolden, of all people, decided to step forward.
“Is it okay if I have a go?” he asked, raising his hand slightly.
“Of course!” the professor said warmly, his smile widening. “Any student is welcome to try.”
No one really expected much from Yolden. He wasn’t from the Central Academy or even known for being top of his class. But something about seeing Nannan fail must have shifted the crowd’s attitude. If she couldn’t solve it, maybe they all had a shot too.
Even so, as Yolden stepped up to the puzzle board, the students held their breath, just a little curious to see what would happen next.
“Well, it’s impossible for another academy to be teaching things that even the Central Academy hasn’t covered,” Nannan said, arms crossed and tone sharp. “But feel free to try. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
Yolden didn’t respond to the comment. Instead, after jotting down a few things on the board, she made her way over to the professor. Before she could speak, he cast a light silence spell around them, muffling their voices from the crowd. He didn’t want the other students overhearing the solution, this was a learning experience, not a shortcut.
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Chapter 1392: Smarter Than You Think (Part 2)
Once Yolden had finished explaining her answer, the professor dispelled the magic.
A wide smile stretched across his face as he reached under the table and pulled something out, a gleaming power stone.
“We have our first winner of the puzzle!” the professor announced proudly. “And here is your reward, young woman. You must’ve been very dedicated in your studies.”
Yolden blinked, caught off guard by the praise. She didn’t even know how to respond and was already turning to rush back to the rest of her group.
“Wait, wait, what?!” Nannan shouted, voice raised in disbelief. “How could she have gotten the right answer?”
She spun toward her companion. “Bones, do you know the answer?”
Bones shrugged casually. “No clue,” he said, clearly just as surprised as she was. He’d thought the same thing Nannan had, that no student from another academy could possibly solve something this complex.
“It has to be a fluke,” Nannan insisted, her voice laced with frustration. “She must’ve seen that puzzle before. Maybe a professor at her academy gave her the answer ahead of time.”
“Even if that were true,” the professor interjected calmly, “she still gave the correct answer. And I have to say, the way she explained her reasoning… it suggests she really understands the material. Not just memorized it.”
He turned back to Yolden. “There are still several puzzles left. Would you be willing to try another one?”
Yolden hesitated for a moment, her eyes drifting toward the next board. She stepped up to it, this time not writing anything down, just studying the magic circle, taking mental note of every rune and glyph carved into its design.
And as she stood there, her mind drifted back to the countless lessons she’d shared with Raze.
Day after day, Raze had drilled her and Chiba on the intricacies of rune logic and formation theory. Where other instructors had only scratched the surface, Raze dove deep, pulling apart every layer of the topic, until they could see the inner workings with complete clarity.
Another teacher, Panla, had introduced the concept of thinking outside the box when it came to runes and circles. She hadn’t intended to go too in-depth, just wanted to plant the seed for those interested to explore further on their own.
But Raze had taken that seed and forced it to grow.
He had been relentless, strict, and absolutely uncompromising. And it was because of that intensity that both Yolden and Chiba had developed near-expert understanding in solving these magical puzzles.
Now, it was paying off.
After a few minutes had passed, Yolden stepped forward once again and spoke privately with the professor under another brief silence spell. When it dropped, he beamed and produced a second power stone.
“Excellent work,” the professor said, clearly impressed. “You really must’ve had a brilliant teacher. Would you mind telling me their name?”
Professors from different academies often knew one another. Though having knowledge and being able to teach it were two very different things, the professor was curious. Perhaps it was someone he hadn’t heard of, someone whose skill didn’t quite meet the Central Academy’s high standards, but who nonetheless had a gift for instruction.
He figured it was someone he’d want to meet.
“Thank you,” Yolden said with a polite bow. “But it wasn’t a professor who taught me. It was another student.”
The professor’s eyes widened, genuinely shocked. “A student taught you this?”
Students often copied what they’d heard or memorized well. But to teach material this advanced? That required a true understanding of the subject. Not just knowledge, but mastery.
What kind of student could do that?
“Is this student also attending the event?” the professor asked.
“He is,” Yolden answered with a small smile. “But he’s not here with us right now. He’s off exploring elsewhere at the moment.”
“Well, if I get the chance,” the professor said, still smiling, “I’d love to speak with him someday, maybe on the second day of the event or so.”
Nannan, meanwhile, stood nearby shaking her head, staring at the remaining puzzles in disbelief. Confusion was written all over her face.
How could some student know how to solve these… and I don’t?
Her pride was clearly bruised.
Well, maybe it was just a fluke. Only one of them managed to do it. Maybe that girl’s just smarter than the others, she told herself, trying to rationalize it.
But right in the middle of those thoughts, Chiba strolled confidently over to the professor.
It took less than thirty seconds.
Just like that, the professor was handing her a power stone too.
Chiba turned around and casually walked back to the others, passing right by Nannan as she did.
“I know what you were thinking,” Chiba said with a small smirk. “But at Wilton Academy, all of us know how to solve these.”
Of course, that wasn’t entirely true.
It was really just her and Yolden who had trained seriously under Raze’s harsh, focused guidance. But still, all the Wilton students had benefited in some way from his classroom lessons. His method of teaching had elevated everyone.
With their second small victory under their belt, the Wilton Academy group turned and continued on their way, leaving the puzzle board behind as they resumed exploring the fairgrounds.
Left behind, Nannan and Bones stood in silence.
“They’re awfully confident,” Bones muttered, folding his arms.
Nannan didn’t respond, but her scowl deepened.
“I think someone needs to make sure they’re taken down a peg or two before the main event,” Bones added. “Let’s keep an eye on them.”
They carefully looked at where the others were heading, and Bones was getting in contact with a few others at the same time.
Nannan nodded slowly, her eyes fixed on the path the Wilton students had taken.
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Chapter 1393: Shadows Behind the Stalls
Bones and Nannan kept a casual distance behind the students from Wilton Academy. They didn’t want to make it obvious they were following them, especially not here, where eyes were everywhere. If anyone noticed or pointed it out, it could spark an entirely different rumor.
One that neither of them wanted.
It could give people the idea that the top students of Central Academy actually saw Wilton Academy as some kind of rival.
And that couldn’t be further from the truth.
They didn’t view the Wilton students as equals. They weren’t watching them out of fear or concern. No, it was curiosity, annoyance, even. Bones and Nannan simply wanted to remind everyone, especially these overconfident newcomers, why Central Academy was the top-tier institution.
They followed them through the fairground paths, passing other booths and attractions, until they saw the Wilton students enter one of the lecture halls for a presentation. Bones and Nannan exchanged a look.
There was no point in going in there. It wasn’t the kind of place where they could prove superiority. A lecture was just words and theory.
So, instead, they decided to wait outside near the event’s entrance. While they loitered casually, trying not to look too obvious, three more figures approached.
“What are the two lovebirds doing just standing outside one of the venues for?” a familiar voice called out mockingly. “Shouldn’t you guys be off training or getting some rest before the next round?”
Bones instantly recognized the voice.
He turned and saw three other students, each one dressed in the same uniform as them. But these weren’t just any Central Academy students.
These were top students. The elite of the elite.
And at the center of them stood a spiky-haired blonde with a small scar above his eyebrow, Kayzel.
He stood out for multiple reasons. First and foremost, because many believed him to be the strongest student at Central Academy. Not officially, of course. There were no rankings, not for students at their level.
The academy itself actively discouraged high-tier students from fighting one another.
There were two reasons for this.
The first was simple: raw power. The top students were so strong, many of them could rival the professors, some were even believed to be stronger. Their unique affinities and rare traits made them incredibly dangerous.
If two of them were to fight seriously, the staff had no reliable way to stop it.
Even with advanced healing magic, some attacks left behind effects, lingering, dangerous side effects that even the best healers struggled to remove.
The second reason? Secrecy.
Many of the most powerful students had been instructed by their families or guilds to keep their abilities hidden. Some hadn’t even revealed their true affinities or unique traits to anyone. Even professors pretended not to know.
But everyone still had their assumptions. Based on what had been seen, glimpses in sparring, rumors passed between students, most believed Kayzel sat firmly at the top.
He was rarely seen without his two close companions: Rupert, a light-skinned boy with short, orange hair, freckles, and a round face; and Ponzo, shorter and stockier, with sharp, glaring eyes that seemed to constantly size up everyone he met.
Kayzel wasn’t just known for his strength.
He was feared.
A notorious bully, Kayzel frequently targeted students far weaker than him, using his power to humiliate or dominate them. His position in the academy protected him, teachers and professors turned a blind eye. It was no secret. Everyone knew.
There were even cases of students who simply… disappeared. Ones who stopped attending entirely after Kayzel chose them as his target. And even their parents had been powerless to intervene.
Kayzel’s connections ran deep, so deep that few dared question him.
And then there was the scar. With access to elite healers, he could’ve removed it easily. But he hadn’t. He kept it like a symbol. A mystery.
No one knew what caused it. But everyone knew it had meaning. And whatever that meaning was, it wasn’t good.
Now, seeing him here in person, Bones kept his tone neutral.
“Kayzel,” he said with a nod. “Not much. But maybe something you’ll find interesting. We came across a few Wilton Academy students earlier.”
He paused briefly, careful about how much to say.
He didn’t want to mention what Nannan had gone through. That wasn’t something he was willing to admit in front of Kayzel, especially not if there was a chance Kayzel would laugh at them for it.
“We saw a few of them acting pretty cocky at one of the stalls,” Bones continued. “Trying to show off in front of our academy’s students. Thought we’d stick around and wait for them to join another event, see if we can show them the gap in power.”
He left it there.
If Kayzel was interested, that was enough.
And sure enough, Kayzel tilted his head, his smirk widening.
“Oh?” he said. “That does sound interesting. Maybe I’ll hang around for a bit. See what happens.”
Exactly what Bones was hoping for.
Kayzel had a reputation, one beyond bullying. He loved humiliating people, especially those who thought they were something special. And once he got involved, Bones and Nannan wouldn’t even have to lift a finger. The job would do itself.
They waited together, watching the venue entrance until, eventually, the Wilton students reemerged and continued walking through the fair. Bones, Nannan, Kayzel, Rupert, and Ponzo quietly followed at a distance.
Finally, the Wilton group stopped near another attraction. It was one of the larger stalls, and the setup was interesting enough to draw attention.
Moze leaned in, eyes gleaming.
“Oh, this looks interesting,” he said.
On a raised platform was a large rectangular slab of metal at the center. Two students stood on opposite ends of the slab inside glowing magical circles. Their auras were already active.
The rules were simple: use magic to push the metal slab toward the opposing side. It didn’t have to reach the very edge, just far enough that it would trigger the win marker, which would light up and declare the victors.
A contest of raw magical control and force.
“Oh! Two of us should totally try this out!” Moze added enthusiastically.
He wasn’t quiet about it either.
The nearby students, Central Academy and others, overheard.
And that was when things started to get interesting.
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