For now, I am heading to "Canamus."
A commoner who was not a writer could hardly gain anything from such a visit, but a Knight of Deus had to pay attention to the director herself of that publishing house.
She was a woman of mysterious appearance, with an indifferent perceptiveness reflected in her eyes. Her appearance was more akin to that of a witch or a sorceress than to someone from this line of work.
- Astley Oak at your service, my lord. In what form can our enterprise be of use to you today?