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"I'll listen to you. Let's go."

In the end, Zacken lowered his head apologetically.

When the carriage flew to the empire and Zacken saw the fleet gathered outside the city, ready to attack at any time, he already knew what he was going to face.

However, now, when he really had to face all of this, he realized that even after experiencing such intense emotions, he was still unable to calmly accept all of this.

"If you want to cry, then cry out loud. Every tear today will be returned with a boat of blood in the future."

Zacken slowly turned his head and saw that Morton's expression had never been as cold as today, and his voice had never been as desolate as today.

"The past," a city that was almost the same distance from the Holy City of America and the Cape of Good Hope.

On the way to the hotel, the two of them passed by a flower market. Lei Luo saw that Allie was looking at a potted plant, so he asked, "What are you looking at?"