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"However, this also comes with a price."
Felix sighed, a sadness evident on his face, as he said, "The people of this country will expend their life force to maintain the barrier's maximum operation, so a lot of people will definitely die in this war."
At the same time, Moter, the reincarnation of Lucius, sat quietly by the window in his study, his fingers unconsciously caressing a map on the table. It depicted the land soon to become a battlefield. His gaze occasionally fell on familiar place names, a complex emotion indescribable in words—apprehension and unease about an unknown fate—surged in his heart.
In the room, the lamplight flickered, casting a warm golden hue on everything around, but it failed to dispel the chill in his heart.
He tried flipping through a few ancient tomes, hoping to find a hint of tranquility, but the pages seemed to dance with brutal descriptions of past wars, burdening his mood even further.
