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Just when the members of the Dawn Group were holding a grand banquet aboard the Eternal Night Emperor to celebrate the success of the rescue plan, intelligence about the battle in the city-states of Moros had spread to the world like it had grown wings.

Those professional intelligence merchants always had various ways to deliver the news in the shortest amount of time. Before dawn had even broken, the major newspaper groups in Old Lington had already started overtime work to rush out a special issue about the explosive news.

In the early morning, while the massive city was still asleep, early-rising newspaper boys were riding their bicycles through streets and alleys, stuffing this special issue into thousands of households' mailboxes.

Royalty, parliament members, Alchemy Guilds, Wild Hunt Guilds, Professional Leagues, Mercenary Guilds... members of all the major forces had gotten hold of that newspaper special issue, knowing about that distant battle thousands of miles away.