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Your Majesty!
Yesterday, we sealed Section 47. |
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I see.
This is even faster than the surveys estimated. |
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Furthermore, we've detected surges of geothermal
energy in the royal precincts. |
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So we can't hold out for long. Even here. |
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The ether flow is the lifeblood of the Titan. The
temperature is increasing with its age. |
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Perhaps we should hasten moving
the capital to Gormott. |
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We've only just recalled the consul. |
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And with no good explanation to the Gormotti. |
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We don't want to sow discord for no benefit. |
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It's just, I fear time is running short... |
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Indeed, but not only for us. |
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Gormott is fertile for now... |
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But the harvests have been declining for years. |
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It's like a cry issuing up from the center of the world. |
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[ML:undisp ]*sigh* |
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Your Majesty? What is it? |
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Nothing...
Just my imagination. |
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My sister...
Where are you now? |