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Boulder Town.
In the meeting room on the third floor of the city hall, the long conference table was silent except for the occasional falling ash and the persistent smell of cigarettes.
The Army had left. Or rather, they had fled with their tails between their legs, and it seemed they wouldn’t be paying attention to the River Valley Province for a long time.
This should have been cause for celebration.
However… The people sitting at the conference table could not feel happy.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the room was so heavy it felt like someone had died rather than a normal meeting.
The only thing that didn't fit the funeral-like atmosphere was probably the brown shirt Dulong wore under his black coat, which he had put on inside out.
He only realized it after sitting down, and it was too late the change. He could only keep fiddling with the collar of his coat.
The meeting had lasted from late night until dawn.
Struggling to keep his heavy eyelids open, Dulong quietly surveyed the people at the conference table again, trying to read any change in their positions from their expressions.
However, he failed to get any clue.
To ease the stiff atmosphere at the table, he cleared his...
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