Happy Life
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- Good day! - the agent greeted the worker with a gesture. - I need your help. I'm looking for an acquaintance - a young boy, or rather, a young man... Hmm, of noble appearance, possibly in expensive clothes, or maybe the opposite - in some tattered, gray, baggy cloak. You understand - not everyone likes to flaunt their status in public. He's with a girl, older, maybe pretty, maybe with a stern, watchful expression, although that's not certain, I haven't seen her. They might have had ethereal companions, they arrived from Rheims a few days ago. Does anything ring a bell?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
