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... lications that action would bring to the relationship between the Bertram Kingdom and the Paladia Kingdom, he was still sure that Flora had some kind of value that Duran could use. That’s why, to be honest, he expected him to at least put up a fight.

「.... Fuuh. Well, even if I wanted to hold you back, I have nothing on my end, whether it be power or ability, that could stop you. Beside, originally I only thought that it was going to be fun if I held the princess of the hostile nation ho ...

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