"Mr. President. We've got a situation here. Apparently, there are some commotions on our borders."
"!!!" The president furrowed his eyebrows. "Do you mean they have come?"
"Most likely. The Three Swords are a bit subtle, but the RAID is coming quite strong. It looks like they have gotten a big deal from Clovis Hacfield. We don't know what it is, but we know that they're coming for us. What are we going to do?"
"For now, focus on defending. Don't let them in and tighten the security on the border A.S.A.P."
"Understood, sir."
The president waved his hand, dismissing him from the room. He then looked up. "Clovis Hacfield. It looks like you are using everything you have to shake us off, but since we know you're coming, don't think you can enter this country easily…"
The president had already thought about what he would receive after cooperating with the Prophet. Their country would definitely become glorious after joining the economic group.
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