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... a few hours' carriage ride from Tristin City.
It was lunchtime and the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses filled a small tavern.
"Oh, interesting. It seems Isabel is in trouble."
A seemingly gentle redhead youth sat at the bar, smiling and sighing.
He was dressed in clerical attire. With a calm gaze, he seemingly possessed a mature demeanor that didn't match his appearance.
"Father, what were you muttering to yourself just now?" The customers around h ...
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