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... cher for the Royal Academy?"
The commander had both his legs on the table, smoking a cigarette as he uttered those words. He looked at me with his usual uninterested look.
While the commander was easy-going, he wasn't the type to call me in his personal tent. This was his private space, which meant he had something important to tell me.
I pulled the chair in front of me and made myself comfortable. However, not as comfortably as him, keeping both my hands on my knees.
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