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Mirastir was bored, Mirastir was not happy that there was no one to fight, and they were not assigned to any peaceful occupation either. Therefore, the gladiator decided to find himself a peaceful occupation. He didn't want to work in the mines (although who knows, maybe the conditions there aren't that bad?), so the strongman decided to visit the local ranch.
Considering the geographical location of Hessia, the ranch was quite small, but this did not pose a significant problem, since at the present time the city's population was small and did not require a large amount of food. Passing by the workers he encountered along the way, Mirastir met someone who looked like the boss – a slick-looking man in a beautiful hat and with the same mustache as the gladiator. One of the soldiers, covered in dirt, swore as he handed him the money before heading off and disappearing from sight.
Added 6 minutes later Heroist
Rogdan exchanged a few surprised glances with Lian Fei, after which he got up, politely bowed to Her Highness, apologizing for interrupting the conversation, and together with the summoned heroine, he was ready to follow the knight.
As they navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the palace, the prisoners could not help but notice that if they had not had an escort, they would surely have gotten lost and been unable to find their way out. Finally, they were led to a large room, the interior of which resembled the basement of a summoners' club. There, in a comfortable-looking chair, sat Lucretia Air el Sufir. — Ah, Sir Rogdan, too much time has passed since our last meeting, but I hope that the apartments allocated to you meet your standards.