Happy Life
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"A refugee? Hardly. Wherever I am, there's war!" - Lester thought proudly, but he didn't start his day in this foreign land with those words.
- I am a specialist in a delicate field, my lady, - he said, reluctantly tearing his gaze away from the alluring tails, and bowed respectfully. - If you put it bluntly, then perhaps the second.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
