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Upon reaching the church, Mirastir witnessed a large commotion. A large group of people had gathered at the entrance to the sacred place, and it soon became clear that they were divided into two factions. One half was protesting the recent changes in the empire's laws, while the other half supported them and called the former traitors to both the country and the faith. Amidst all this chaos, the imposing Mirastir attracted attention with his unusual appearance, and a small group of people gathered around him. Someone in the group called him a white-haired scoundrel, but the offender was quickly pulled away and disappeared into the crowd. The people remaining near Mirastir began to pester him with questions. — What do you think about the recent changes in the country's laws? — Do you have anything to say about the statements of Her Highness Lucretia? — May I ask where you live? — What do you think awaits our country in the future? — You're not from around here, what's your name and why have you come here?