Semi-Coercive Imperialist

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Whirrrrrr.

The Prozen Republic's leading newspaper, Le Gemion.

Editor-in-chief Lucien picked up one of the newspapers pouring out of the rotary press like a waterfall.

"Whew......"

He exhaled a long stream of smoke from the cigarette hanging crookedly from his lips, then grinned.

"Wow, look at this composition. It's art. Real art."

The photograph itself was black and white, but it was more than enough to send ripples across the continent.

Lobrus's red ranks stood in formation on the left, while the Empire's pitch-black forces filled the right. At the very center, where those two opposing seas met, the representatives of each nation clasped hands.