As a general, I originally wanted to expand my territory and span the ages, but now I rely on you. My mission of protecting thousands of people has become just for you.
I studied and became an official in order to advocate a way out for the people of the world, but now I am just talking nonsense with the emperor to prevent him from beating your corpse.
No matter which saint he is, even if he has five hundred dollars of education and wealth, he can't keep up with your foul mouth.
Then don't kiss.
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