Chapter 8 – Uninvited Guest

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-2 years ago. Lokil, 5th Turn-

“Hurry! Get everyone out of here!!”
A man wearing a colorful outfit of sapphire blue, jade green, and velvet red was shouting as his subjects scurried about, running for their lives.
The castle was trembling, shaking uncontrollably even with the constant reinforcement of magic. Large chunks of stone dislodged itself from the walls of the castle and crashed into the stone floors, crushing anything and anyone unfortunate enough to be under it.

“My Lord, We must go! The castle is collapsing!” A man wearing a set of armor marred by dents and scratches shouted at him, giving him looks filled with fear and doom.

“GO! Get them out of here!” The lord shouted back, ordering the knight to save his subjects. Instead of leaving with them, he took off deeper into the castle. Evading falling tiles and stones, he slowly made his way to the vault where the cause for the destruction was, silently praying to the gods for the strength to overcome whatever had been unleashed.

The unusual quake had begun earlier with the usual shaking of the Iesian box. One of his vault guards had reported it this afternoon, but the box’s behavior had become a norm after two years, and he thought nothing of it. Unfortunately this time, the elongated box did not stop as it usually does. By the time he called for his mages, it had already began to levitate, and it was too late. The mages confirmed that a source of power was emanating from it; distorting everything around it and causing the unknown phenomenon. They had tried to combat it by forming a barrier around the object, trying to seal it off, but their magic was ineffective. Attempts after attempt failed at calming it down, and they eventually gave up, moving to evacuate those in the castle instead.

As he approached the family vault, he saw beams of light cutting through the thick metal door and into the stone walls of the castle. Too frightened to approach, before he could decide if he wanted to confront whatever was happening alone, or go back for a few mages, a blinding light erupted from within the vault and painted his world white. As soon as the light hit him, the tremors stopped and a suffocating feeling of dread rendered him powerless.

‘Demons!’ He thought to himself, remembering the stories passed down with the box. He cursed himself, having allowed such a thing to happen because of his negligence. Afraid and suffering from an overwhelming power, he forced himself to crawl to the vault door as soon as his vision returned.
His eyes blared wide open as he stared at what looks to be a man made of light, standing in the middle of the room. The figure was completely featureless and only its shape was like that of a human. Two arms, a head, a body, and legs. It looked like a drawing on a piece of paper with no defining dimensions.

“Freedom At Last…” The figure spoke with a sharp and distinct voice, filled with power and indignation.

“Wh-What are you?” His words were filled with terror, but his mouth moved in awe at the sight before him. The figure made of light shifted, turning to stare at him. The Lord saw his life flash before his eyes, fearing the terrible end that was about to befall him.

“The World Shall Know Soon Enough.”  Yet instead of killing him, the light answered before morphing into an orb and disappearing through the wall of the vault.
With the deadly pressure gone, the Lord stood up, having survived the horrific ordeal. He walked over to where the light had vanished. A large hole as big as his head bore through four thick layers of metal and three of layers of stone, cleanly cutting through to the outside.
Looking at the ground, the Iesian box laid there with a large chunk of its corner torn off and on the other side of the room.

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-Elsewhere, 2 years ago. Kinu, 8th Turn-

In the Darkness that was its prison, the entity silently flexed is strength, prodding for the seal’s weakness. Brimming with power that it had conserved, it waited patiently for its chance to escape.

After unknown days of waiting, a new strength began flowing into it. The time had arrived. The seals had weakened after countless attempts, and it was time to free itself of the invisible shackles that bound it to the prison.

Under a mountain, buried deep underground in a long forgotten shrine of sealing, a large box made of wood began to twitch. From within, a metal blade pierced through the side of the box, releasing a shockwave that shook the whole mountain range. Animals scattered, and nesting birds and drakalls took to the air, flying away from the danger that was to come.

From within the earth, a dreadful aura gushed forth, and the mountain was instantly cleaved in halves.

As the shaking stopped and the dusts settled, it revealed a large gash that tore through the center of the mountain range from one side to the other, cutting through two peaks. At the epicenter was the buried sealing shrine and wooden box. Arms of metal suddenly shot out of the crack and pried open the box, before smashing it to bits. The arms melded together and formed a figure of pitch black, calmly looking around itself. The figure neither shined nor reflected light, instead looking like an endless void that threatened to do the very opposite.

“Master.” A single word reverberated through the gorge as it transformed into a sword, falling and embedding itself into the earth. Before long, the sword started to glow then suddenly vanished in a flash of light.

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A familiar scene. A familiar scent. Looking around, he was within a forest.
It was still early morning, but stray rays of sunlight came through the forest canopy, enveloping bits of the underbrush in a transcendent glow. A chilling breeze swept through, and he shuddered. He noticed he was hiding underneath a thick layer of scented reikin leaves, concealing his scent and presence. A sense of Déjà vu hit him, and he realized where he was. Although camouflaged, he knew that two other members of the mercenary guild were also there with him: one inside the hollow of a tree and the other up a different tree, both across from his position.

Their little team of three was hunting a Cadrian, a subspecies of wolves that had horns. Although a rare behavior, the beast had been injuring hunters from the nearby village of Allavak, eventually forcing the village to contact the mercenary guild.

The three of them had already set a bait and trap a good distance away from the cadrian’s burrow. Their plan was to lure it out and capture it so that they can dispatch it swiftly and cleanly.

He knew the beast was sleeping peacefully within the burrow. He could sense it. If used magic, it would easily take care of it, but that was not why he joined the mercenaries. He needed to learn how those without magic dealt with such problems, and to ready himself for the years ahead if he didn’t want to draw attention to himself. The experts of the guild had been kind enough to allow him to follow along, knowing that he could defend himself if the need arises.

Master.’
A hollow voice, overflowing with power echoed in his mind as he silently crouched in the hiding spot. ‘******?’ After nearly two years, one of the familiars had finally made contact.

At Last.’ The voice replied.

Where are–?’ Before he could finish his question, a sphere of light manifested in front of him. Like a little sun, the orb was pure white, yet it did not radiate any light or heat. Staring at it, the orb neither burned his eyes nor gave him any discomfort.

This is wrong,’ He thought to himself. ‘This is not what happened.’ As soon as the thoughts entered his head, the orb in front of him exploded, engulfing him and everything around him.

Wide awake, he sat up on his bed. It had been a dream of when the familiar returned to him two and a half years ago. Except, at that time, he had commanded the spirit to wait for him to be alone before revealing itself.
“Vishan.” Kaidus spoke, addressing the elemental.

“Master.” A familiar voice answered, and an orb of calming pure white manifested in front of him. Around him, the room was still dark.

“What did you do?” Something was wrong and he could sense it.

“What You Could Not.” It hesitantly answered.

“Tell me.” A calm yet deathly tone escaped his mouth.

“A Lesson For Those Who Knows Not Their Place. A Blind Man Needs No Sight.”

“That was unnecessary.” He replied, grasping what the light spirit had done. Kaidus got off the bed and moved to his dresser.

“A Necessity. A Warning.” The orb replied back.

“Unnecessary. The world is no longer what it used to be. Actions like that will only bring more trouble than they are worth. I’ve told you this already.”

“I Will Tolerate Those Who Are Close To You Even If They Mock You. I Can Endure Those Who Know Not What You Are. What I Will Not Do, Is Pardon Those Who See Your Strength, Yet Refuses to Understand Their Position. What I Will Not Forgive, Is Those Who Degrade You, Forcing You To Bend Before Them.” The orb replied, unwavering in its conviction.

“Ha…” Kaidus sighed, making his displeasure obvious.
Having lived through a portion of his previous life with them, he understood Vishan’s reasoning. His Spirits were extremely proud and protective of him, but the world now is very different from the one where they had to defend him from their enemies at every turn. He thought the spirit had come to understand such a difference after almost three years, but it seems that was not so.
Putting on a long sleeved shirt he took out of his dresser, he moved over to the window. Pulling aside the curtains, dim moonlight entered his room. The moon was setting, but it was not yet dawn. He still had time. “I have been too lenient. Next time such actions are taken against my will, I will restrict your movements and strength. That goes for all of you.”

“Masssterrrr.” A tone of compliance hissed.
“This one Obeys.” Another voice grounded in his head.
“Understood… Master.” Vishan’s voice spoke in reluctant confirmation.

Opening the window, a cold breeze blew into the room. Without another word, a thought launched him into the sky, moving towards the Inner wards.

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“…Found! Lockdown the 13th ward and send words to my mages!” His voice boomed through the room. Even without sight, he commanded his servants with majesty and authority.

“Dear, you must rest. Who knows what else is wrong with you. At least let the physicians look at you.” His wife’s voice cut through his commands and begged him.

“I CAN REST WHEN I HAVE THAT FUCKER’S HEAD IN MY HANDS!” He shouted. He had already sent words to his royal knights and they would be here by morning. His mages had already combed through the palace for any suspicious magic residue, and he had all his palace guards searching the 13th ward.

“But you said yourself, you don’t kno…”

Voices started getting distant, and his wife’s words became muffled. “Speak up!” he shouted, but even his shout sounded like whispers in his ears. An ominous feeling swept through the chamber and everything became dead silent.

“My apologies for the uninvited visit, your majesty.” A familiar voice clearly resounded through the room. One that spoke to him not even a day ago.

“You…” The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he could feel cold sweat running down his back. His arms started to shake uncontrollably, realizing who the assassin is. His thoughts instantly jumped to Headmaster Nylen’s words.
“Y-you did this. This is TREASON! GUARDS!! WHERE ARE YOU?!” He shouted, but only silence answered him.

“Vishan. Restore his light.” The young boy’s voice issued words of command, and as it happened before, his world was instantly filled with an eerie white. “GAHHH!!!!” Pain once again seared his eyes and he screamed out.
He felt himself fall to the ground, unable to withstand the pain.

As before, the burning eventually vanished, and he slowly opened his eyes to the darkness of night. He was still in his bedchamber, but those around him were all lying on the ground—including his wife. Before him stood the young boy from the previous afternoon. “What have you done?!” He screamed in anger and glared at the unassuming boy, having forgotten what kind of situation he was in.

“Watch Your Tone, Ungrateful One.” An orb materialized before him and a beam of light protruded out like a sword, stopping before his chest. It was the same orb that had blinded him earlier, speaking with the same tone and mannerism.

“Vishan.” The boy spoke and the ball instantly vanished. “They are fine. They are merely unconscious,” The boy explained and made a graceful bow with his head low. “We don’t have much time, but I am here to apologize for everything my spirit did. I know that we parted on less than amicable terms and this only complicates things, but I hope we can put all this behind us and start anew.”

“You think an apology is enough for everything I’ve suffered?!” The disposition of a king returned to him and he lashed out, seeing that his life was not the objective. “You think you can waltz into my palace, into my chambers and waltz out without any repercu–?!”

The boy lifted his head, and his stare instantly silenced Sarjace. “Don’t misconstrue my conduct as a sign of weakness, ‘Your Majesty’.” A different tone of voice came out of the young boy’s mouth.

King Sarjace shuddered and his mouth slammed shut. The voice was cold, filled with malice, and swam through the air as if tangible. The boy took a step closer to him. Looking at the young boy now, the piercing black eyes from yesterday’s audience was glowing with an otherworldly bluish hue. While it shone beautifully, there were no emotions presiding in them.

“I came to personally apologize for this matter. I did not need to do such a thing, yet here I am.” The boy’s cold eyes locked onto his. “I could have stayed my hands. Denied knowing anything and the whole city would be searching for a phantom. Yet instead of that, I came and restored your vision. Even revealed myself and extended my hand, offering a new beginning; a clean slate between the two of us as a show of apology. It is up to you if you wish to take it.” The boy spoke, staring at him. “But if a genuine apology and offer of goodwill is beyond your comprehension, and you wish to strike back, let me make one thing clear to you. An army will not save you. Your life was already mine to do with as I will the moment we met. No one in this city can save you from me. Leave me and my family alone, and I shall do the same for yours.”

The boy turned around and walked towards the window. “Again, I am truly sorry for what my spirit did. It will not happen again.” The boy apologized one last time before opening the window. A sudden gust swept him up and the boy was gone.

“What just…” King Sarjace stared at the window, filled with disbelief. He wasn’t sure if everything had been a dream, but around him, the six guards who had been stationed inside the bedchamber to protect him laid on the cold floor. Servants were strewn about, laying on the ground without order or reason, falling where they stood. His wife’s body slumped on the chair where she had been sitting—talking to him only moments before. He brought his hand to her mouth and felt the warm breaths, he gently placed his palm on her chest and felt it rising up and down. She was alive. Carrying her to the bed, he set her down gently before moving to the chamber doors. Opening them, he looked outside but all he could see was bodies lying about, all were undoubtedly unconscious.

He could have killed me, and no one would have known who did it.
The realization finally dawned on him and he his body went limp, falling to his knees. For such a dangerous individual to freely enter and exit his chambers that is on the 3rd floor of the palace, at the same time simultaneously knocking out everyone within and around it, he couldn’t believe it.

“This is why I should reconcile with him…” He told himself, looking around the room and remembering Headmaster Nylen’s reasoning, along with Evelyn’s incessant advice. “So much for being the King… What would you have done in this situation Father?” a dull silence filled the room. “No. Don’t tell me. You wouldn’t have been foolish enough to allow things to escalate this much.” he spoke out loud so that he could hear his thoughts. “You’d have welcomed him with open arms and accepted his denial with a smile, opting for friendship after his refusal wouldn’t you?” He tried to stand up but couldn’t.

His thoughts moved to the cold eyes that were just looking at him moments ago. “How can such a young child have eyes like that…” he muttered. Powerful eyes that carried death and destruction. Sarjace couldn’t help but tremble, remembering the boy’s threats. The look the boy gave him spoke volumes about the extents that the boy would go to if he tried to retaliate.

Kneeling alone amidst the unconscious bodies of his servants, guards, and a few knights in the hall, he saw for himself what awaited him should he strike back.

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Kaidus awoke to the sound of Lance crying. Listening, he could hear Adalina’s footsteps making its way up the stairs.
It was a peaceful morning as usual, and not a single aspect of the morning felt out of place.

There was a knock at the door during breakfast.
Opening the door, a knight wearing a full plate of armor except for his helmet stood at the entrance with a large horse standing in the street. “Good morning.” the man greeted Kaidus with a smile.

“May I help you?”

“A letter and a parcel for you.” The man pulled out a letter with a royal seal along with a small hand sized bundle. “It’s a little late, but congratulations for winning the arms competition. I saw your two final matches. You were amazing for one so young.”

“Thank you.” Kaidus replied, taking the letter and small bundle.

“Well then, have a good day.” The knight gave him a friendly smile before mounting the horse and riding away.

Breaking the seal, Kaidus unfolded the letter.

Kaidus Paltos,

I apologize for my unruly behavior.
It was unfitting for one who calls himself
King.

I’ve thought about what you said, and if it is
not too late, I wish to extend my hand with
yours for a new beginning between the two
of us. I fully accept your stance and refusal,
but hope that I may be able to call on you in
the future should the need arise. Not as King
and subject, but as two people who wishes
for the betterment of the country.

As a show of my sincerity, I have included a
medallion with the royal crown, the symbol
of Dalzon royalty. If you ever require help or
access to me, show it to the gate keepers
and they’ll allow you into the 13th ward, no
questions asked. I understand that this
gesture is miniscule compared to what
someone of your caliber deserves, but it is
the best I can do without forcing your hand.

Even if my answer is too late, please hold
onto it in case you ever need it.

Sincerely,
Sarjace J. Roulus Dalzon XII

When faced with an overwhelming opponent, one either submit or fights to the very end. The content of the letter sounded genuine enough, yet he couldn’t help but be suspicious.

“Kaidus! Breakfast is getting cold!” Troyle shouted from the kitchen.

He was still standing at the doorway with the door wide open.

“What was that about?” Troyle questioned as he returned.

“A letter and this.” Kaidus handed the letter to Troyle while he opened the bundle.
The events of yesterday had already been discussed with his parents. They regretted his decision, but it was his choice and they couldn’t help but consent to it. Having given the letter to Troyle, he was thankful the letter had nothing about the previous night’s visit.

Opening the bundle, he revealed a perfectly circular golden medallion with an intricate crown in the middle. Three tiny gemstones were embedded into the crown, and the medallion itself was masterfully crafted. It emitted a faint trace of magic and had a soft warm glow.

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66 Responses to Chapter 8 – Uninvited Guest

  1. someguy says:

    thank you for the chapter!

  2. Randall says:

    Thank you fot the chapter.

  3. Should have let that stupid king blind…obviously he was spoiled by his mama and papa….

    • Za1d3 says:

      lol he has his own issues.

      • DanJ says:

        It looks like the arrogant King have some confidence issues — self consciousness of his nobles laughing at him when Kaidus rejected his offer, talking out loud to his dead father about how to handle the situation with Kaidus. How did he even survived so long to be king? Maybe he’ll die in the upcoming war against the great ‘evil’ behind Tal’hrus? 🙂

        Aga8n, thanks for sharing your story..

    • ku cheng says:

      i don’t know why, but , i cracked up reading this.. 😀

  4. V1no12 says:

    I love how I asked for a flashback on how Vishan came back, and it happened. It’s almost like I can see the future. Just to make something clear though, you wrote about how Vishan and Feziel broke out of their seals but only gave a scene of Vishan coming back, did you just imply that Feziel also came back, did I miss something, or is he just wandering around at the bottom of the ocean or something?

    Also, thanks, that chapter was exactly what I wanted. You don’t do a lot of uber scary Kaidus moments, so when you do they are really satisfying. If I wasn’t a poor barista I would definitly donate to you, I love your story.

  5. kabir0399 says:

    Thank you very much for the chapter!!

  6. diedonetw says:

    Thanks for the chapter! Aaaaand I can’t help but want more as usual! 😀

  7. JIN says:

    yes, now that’t the reaction I was looking for. Stupid King couldn’t see the difference between heaven and earth till his eyes got gouged hahaha! Thanks for the chapter

  8. deadlybell says:

    thanks for the new chapter cant wait to find out what happens in the next chapter~ peoples reactions to the letter and medal make me think ill end up giggling lol

  9. Khress says:

    great chapter. finally a king who can see reason. seems his father was a wise king

  10. pangjunmin says:

    Oooh,thank you. you sir, entertain me very much! ANOTHER!

  11. Mitch says:

    I pretty much went through all of these chapters in one night (slept at 4am – work at 8am) it was worth it! My donation may not have been much but I really appreciate the work you’ve put into the story line 😉

  12. Justaway says:

    Wow, a suprisingly fine ending. I wonder how in how many of his previous lifetimes similair actions led to the death of those close to him

    • autoclock says:

      He didnt have anyone close to him. This isnthe first time he has someone close to him if i remember correctly.

    • A fan! says:

      It was implied in the beginning that he was killed right after he was born every time he reincarnated. There was a legend or something that said all newborns with silver hair were demons and needed to be killed. That legend was created by the people who defeated/killed Kaidus in the very beginning of the story in order to stop him from returning (at least that’s what I gathered).

  13. zhaoyun says:

    great chapter as always. love to see kaidus in a very scary mode. many thanks 😀

  14. lirg123 says:

    It would be interesting if the king still goes after him after that event.

  15. agila0212 says:

    Amazing chapter as always, can’t wait for MOAR!!!

  16. Dauntes says:

    Fantastic chapter! Thank you so much, as usual. 🙂

  17. Passerby says:

    My thanks.

  18. Not Slime says:

    Some people need to be stared by the death for them to learn their mistakes. Does he learn though ? Only time would tell.

    Now, metal ? Next thing you know he will have life spirit or tree spirit. Because they are scary as brick when gone to dark side

  19. Bipook says:

    wow!!
    Now He have 4 Elemental Lords. MC is Power up++ and up coming event which hard to overcome with will coming soon.

    I think, The one who written letter was not King himself. Kaidus also suspicious.
    As the King’s Behavior. The King will go after him. But waiting for the moment that his guard down.
    I wonder the one that king spoken to. might powerful too.

    Thank you for the chapter.

    • khoukharev says:

      Nah, I think it was the king. However, I think the king put GPS into that medallion and maybe not only that.

      • Bipook says:

        I don’t know But In the past life, Kaidus might bored and hard to deal with those royal.
        Then It’s ‘ll not simple this time too.. 🙂

  20. Havoc 13 says:

    thank you VERY MUCH for the chapter it made my day lol ohh and i have a question about the updates cuz i check everyday to see if there are any new updates the question i wanted to ask is if there was like a schedual for the updates or is just random lol

    • Za1d3 says:

      Technically random. lol.
      Was shooting for a chapter every 3 days, but been busy thus the slow down.
      Trying for at least every 4-5 days.

  21. airyn says:

    Ok a bit late but,thank you for new chapter;-)

  22. Dash323 says:

    Thank you so much! I love your series but can’t help but wonder when the romance is gonna spark. I know, I know they’re still kids but come on, all of the girls around him are drooling for him 😛

  23. samurice says:

    Thanks for the chap!

  24. Thor says:

    I like this. Give me another! *smashes pc*

  25. chosenmoon says:

    One thing that always bothered me is the fact that now we know the names and elements of his elemental lord but there is still 6 more which don’t serve him will Kaidus ever try to summon the rest and if not why not so thechnicly ther are still familiars as strong as Hasen around i mean that could be truble if someone forms a contact with 6 or them then he will have power close to kai himself

    • Za1d3 says:

      that would be telling. XD

    • permicion says:

      from what i had understood from my reading his familiars weren’t elemental lords from the start (at least it was like that for Hasen).

      • entity02 says:

        They just become elemental lords because of him I think? When kaidus got stronger that goes to all the familiars. At least thats what I thought the more powerful the host is, the more powerful the familiars.

        (I think I maybe wrong but this is only my belief)

    • Nope, Hasen too OP. Nevermind Kai, he by himself He could massacre a hundred thousand Elemental Lords and be like, “Pfft, noobs.” 🙂

  26. durasama says:

    Read everything in one go. Took me about 5 hours. It’s really a interesting story. I should have translated Arifureta in that time. People are going to kill me soon if i don’t release a chapter. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

    • Pfft, please. You think they would allow you the mercy of death? Nah, sorry pal but the leechers these days are not as kind as they used to be. They been spoiled by FBT, Bagelson and Ren with his plan of world domination by the mass absorption of wuxia and xianxia novels. In short, your f*cked no matter what you do so my advice is to follow Defiring’s example and just procrastinate until you start receiving threatening e-mails.

  27. sakurai-dono says:

    Should have just left that arrogant king as he was but yeah, if left alone his family would have high chances of getting killed one of those days in the future when he has too many enimies. As it is he has too many enimies now; take those bunch of power-hungry magicians for example and when his (kidus) power/identity comes to light in front of those enemies(my heart won’t take the shock😱, i am so worried for him)

    Btw who are those runaways prince and his caretaker and what have they got to do with kidus? ( am so curious) 😆
    please post a new chapter soon~😄 i will be the first(well may be not the first but among the first ) to read

  28. surprised he didn’t boost him and his family to nobility ^.^
    btw thanks for creating this only the second [fanfic type thing]? ive read besides martial odyssey
    you need a deal for moneys man ;D

  29. Jurgen says:

    So sad this story gets updated once a week. I refresh once a day hoping for more.

  30. Freddy says:

    Thanks so much for the chapter. Ever since I started reading your writing, I have been addicted to Forgotten Conquerer. Keep up the great work! Loving the story and characters.

  31. Jaelfir says:

    I am curious who is Lovik described as the ancient one in ch 17 (price of conceit). Now that his spirits are there with him I hope you could make a side story about them. I don’t mind if it even takes up 3 chapters cause that just how much I like knowing about them.

  32. Jeremiah says:

    Thanks for the chapter.

  33. King Banana says:

    whenever I read forgotten conqueror, I always felt nice and warm. Thank you for the chapter =)

  34. Luo says:

    I wish Kaidus would be a bit more ruthless… And bolder. Kneeling kind of destroyed my image of him… Dammit >.<

  35. Waxona says:

    Za1d3, this part:

    ““Vishan.” Kaidus spoke, addressing the elemental.”

    Shouldn’t it be Feziel, the wind elemental? From what I remember, Vishan was still missing.

    I might be wrong, though, I’m reeeeeeeeeally sleepy. XD

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