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... e Queen of England. She was usually known as a 'military' and directly ruled the powerful magic soldier organization in Britain, the Knights.

  She launched a coup not for power, but for the prosperity of the country. She believes that in the war between the British Puritan United Academy City and the Roman Orthodox Church United Russian Orthodox Church, no matter which side wins, Britain is the loser.

  It goes without saying that the Roman Orthodox Church won, but it is not certa ...

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