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Chapter 143: Uhh… I-I can carry buckets?
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... he entire village was waiting for something grand to happen.
A mixture of awe, skepticism, and silent curiosity hung thick in the air. The villagers stood in tight clusters, eyes trained on Cyrus. Some whispered among themselves, others barely breathed.
Cyrus, standing just a few paces away from the well, extended his hands over the water, his posture calm and composed.
His fingers hovered above the surface, just a hair’s breadth from the clear liquid, and the faintest sh ...
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