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Someone touches Count Chegver's wrist, but the owner of the second hand turns out to be not the familiar Sanexa, but some young-looking guy.
- Hey, mister! Kline! Uh, I mean, Your Excellency, Count! Sorry, my name is Anpan... I'm from Kridera, just like you.
—Your Excellency...? —the knight was momentarily confused. —Ah, just call me Kline, especially since we're from the same place. —he dismissed the unfamiliar title, greeting the young man. —Nice to meet you, Anpan. Hmm, I recognize your name from our mutual acquaintance: Creon. We were planning to find all the surviving members, but unfortunately, I only knew that you could be found at training sessions near Her Majesty's villa, but it seems no one was "home" then...