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As soon as Fabian finished speaking, an Any Door opened in the study, and Rayne stepped out of it. "What Demon Soul?"

"Uh..."

The Wind Elf looked at Rayne, then at the stand-in sitting behind the desk. He was dumbfounded, and after standing there in a daze for several seconds, he stammered, "M-My lord, which one of you is the real you?"

The two lordly figures were exactly alike, even their clothes identical down to the smallest detail. There was simply no way to tell them apart.

"Both are me." Rayne smiled.

"Huh?" Fabian's mind finally caught up. Guessing that this was one of Rayne's clone spells, he became even more awestruck.

In fact, he had been suspicious for some time.

Ever since the lord had suddenly become diligent more than three months ago, he had dealt with official business and managed the territory in the study every day. The lord even regularly inspected Glamorgan and the Duchy of Augustus, devoting nearly all his time to them. He could be seen anywhere at any moment.

As Glamorgan's chief steward, Fabian was involved in most matters concerning the territory, which likely made him the person most familiar with Rayne's whereabouts.

Then he discovered that the lord seemed to be everywhere.

The lord might still have been in the office listening to his report that morning, yet at the same time, Fabian would hear that he had appeared in Gotham City.

Or news would arrive from the Imperial Capital that the lord had shown up there, even though he was standing right in front of Fabian.

This left Fabian uneasy, but he did not dare ask.

"My lord..." The Wind Elf suddenly understood, then asked very cautiously, "How am I supposed to tell whether one of you is the real you or