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— I hadn't thought of carrying proof of my own crime with me, — the princess's tone was neither cold nor warm, making it difficult to determine her attitude towards what she had heard, — but I suppose it's not uncommon in certain circles. Did you generally like the job?
— The job is just a job, — Beata grunted, — like a hangman, a gladiator in the arena, or a soldier, only for some reason it is condemned by society, not approved.
Guyon coughed.
— Is there anything you want to add? — the adventuress raised an eyebrow.
— Yes. I want to point out that when they find the body, the whole city will be in an uproar, there will be more guards, and it will be more difficult to continue. Perhaps we should temporarily switch to less... radical tasks? Until the situation calms down.
— That's a valid point. But that's up to Your Majesty to decide, — the last words were addressed to the princess again.