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Reborn as a Hated Noble Family, We Start an Industrial Revolution - Chapter 98: The Last Line of Defense
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... istence of winter’s pristine blue. The heavy, low-hanging clouds—once a soft blanket of white—were now a desecrated canvas of charcoal and soot, stained by the oily plumes of black smoke billowing from burning tenements and the rhythmic explosions of gunpowder. The falling snow, an eternal characteristic of the North, no longer reached the ground in its pure form; it transmuted into gray, suffocating ash mid-air, a silent witness to the carnage unfolding below. Along the coastline, the once-scen ...
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