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... tared at Selia.

'Was... that a little too straightforward...?'

She now knew that Arnold wasn't someone who liked to beat around the bush so she took the same approach. But maybe she took it a little too far?

"Eh... But how will I aid an entire nation?" Arnold seemed genuinely confused as he tilted his head.

"...."

'How should I do this...'

Ah!

"You must know that I possess strong subordinates by my side, right?"

"..."

"I, my ...

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