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้ฎๅฎๅบใฎใฏใใใๅคใใใใๅ
็ขใชๅปบ้ ็ฉใ
ใใใซ้นต็ฒใใใๆทฑๆตทๆฃฒ่ฆใ๏ผ้ปใ้ใซใใฃใฆๆๆใใใฆใใใ
ใใฎๅใซๆฐทใฎๆงใช็ผใใใๆญฃ่ฆ็ฉบๆฏใ็ซใฃใฆใใใ
ใใใใใๅฐๅใ้ๅงใใพใใ
็ตใใฃใใไฟใฎ่
ใๅฏ่ถใใฆ้ ๆดใโฆใใใใใใใๅ่ฉฑๅจใๆปใใ
Outside the naval base, an old-fashioned solid building.
There, one captured abyssal fleet, bounded by chains.
Before her stood the standard carrier with an icy stare.
"The questioning will begin now. When this ends, send it to the person in charge...yes, best regards." The telephone was put away.






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