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The presidential palace, a brightly lit meeting room for more than a dozen people.
The shoulder-length golden brown slightly curled long hair, blue-green dress, as the wind fell, the first look of the mature vice president, looking at the two uninvited guests who suddenly came in from the door, the eyes were sharp.
"The federation is too much of a dream!"
"Guards, guards!"
At the conference table, many of the high-ranking RAF republics wer ...
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