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The news of the great victory at the front lines spread through Lutèce in a very short time, and an optimistic mood quickly permeated the city. People cheerfully greeted each other, enthusiastically discussing when the war would end, what goods should be urgently imported, how delicate the orc women slaves captured from the north were, then sharing knowing smiles. Women and children, far from the men, enjoyed their weekend leisure—but it should have been this way.
At this moment, Lutèce was shrouded in an exceptionally solemn atmosphere. The streets were tightly packed with people, but the crowd did not become irritable due to the congestion. Instead, they gathered together with a persistent and unified will, surging toward the Palais des Tuileries.
