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... e messenger who was trembling like an aspen tree, Duke Buckenheim’s eyes narrowed.

“J-just now, we lost contact with the agent we had infiltrated. There was a report about kidnapping Brigadier General Eugene’s lover, but that…”

“Failed. How foolish.”

The news that his planted spy had been cut off meant that the coup they had been planning had also failed.

Nothing seems to be going right.

He thought it was the perfect timing, but did it fail?

If so, ...

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

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