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... e eastern part of Rembrandt Kingdom.

「That is the city in the report. That is the place where the Marquis Prevan resides. He has the largest fraction of land in the eastern territory.」

After Rosa said that, I looked down at the city from the sky.

From the top view, the city street looks clean. I cannot see any damage or burns from a siege weapon.

「This city hasn’t become a battlefield yet?」

When I asked so, Rosa lightly nods.

「From what I heard fro ...

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