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  • (Swabia, Divine City, Royal Palace)


    Since Fischer Summers' incident, Luhrmann's army was defeated and he was brought back to the capital. Then this ex-minister of Swabia couldn't wait and moved into the royal palace. As he did, Luhrmann announced to all territories under his control that the last royal member from the House of Summers has been murdered by the Khedas. Luhrmann himself was the one being trust ...

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