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“Uh, Grand Duke... Because of your actions, our relations with Rayfold have deteriorated, and the territory’s situation has become difficult...”

“So, you're saying it’s not enough?” Ghislain asked.

Of course, it wasn’t enough.

In Perdiem, having a steady income was more important than receiving a one-time sum.

The territory had no means of generating continuous revenue.

The retainers couldn’t just lash out and demand money, because now Ghislain was ...

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