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... tion has reached the level of top secret information. Just knowing this information will be regarded as the government. Absolutely not allow the existence of heresy to be eradicated.

Of course, the two people who are chatting now are not afraid of things, and of course they are disdainful of the government's deterrence, so I am very fortunate that this conversation can still go on.

"Lord Im?"

The corner of Vlad's mouth grinned, "It was a big surprise from the beginning!"

...

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