"Oh, it seems I'll soon find out what Beata has planned. Some, like Creon, don't seem to be fully aware of it either."
— By the way, if it's not a secret, what do you usually do in life? — the question was addressed to the ascetic, whom the Tanarian woman approached slowly, — I once saw your advertisement in the adventurers' guild, so I assume you travel a lot around the world?
— Hmm... Can you lift it? — he nods towards the furniture.
A sorceress, recruited by Beata, arrives at Carneol's headquarters.

— Oh! Finally, someone else besides those three ugly ones showed up, — Daks rejoiced and ran to slap the newcomer on the butt, but for some reason, he slapped Gion instead, — eh?? How did that happen?? Ugh...