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Anelotta looked gratefully at Parfynora and tried to compose herself. — I hope... I hope that it won't come to war. Because... Because... No one has said anything about it; these are just economic sanctions... Right?
—Well... — Parfynora found it difficult to lie, but she decided to consider it a lie for the greater good — it was indeed quite possible that war could be avoided. After all, economic sanctions are not yet war. It is the 9th century, and countries are learning to resolve such issues in a civilized manner. And who would dare to confront such a powerful alliance as ours?
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?