"Lucky?" "Future" didn't react for a moment and asked in confusion.
"Of course." "Lei Ye" nodded, walked to the metal chair next to him and sat down, covering his face with his hands, trying his best to hide the tears that were about to burst out.
After a long while, she calmed down her sadness, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a half-hoarse voice:
"We can no longer win this war. The scales representing 'fate' are rapidly sliding toNolans the federal army led by Vasily. We are doomed to fail if we only rely on the meager power of the 'Chaos Group' and the 'Cult of Enlightenment'."
"I know this. Sophia, who was lurking beside Yaroslav, told me. In this battle named 'The Sorrow of Bitterness' by humans, the Federation sent almost all the best soldiers from all the strongholds and provinces that it could control in the west to the 'artificial lake'." "Future" analyzed calmly:
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