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Kearak smiles and briefly briefs Radianta.
“This is a request from the capital guard. Unknown ill-wishers are stealing wild puppies and training them to attack the Kaishi. Right here, within the city limits. The best way to stop this is to clear out the dog lair. It’s located in the forest nearby. The task is relatively simple, but it’s worth remembering the main strength of corgi puppies: their ability to instill fear in the hearts of enemies. While they are still small, they won’t be able to easily tear our faces off. It’s quite possible that we will also encounter mastiff puppies... their claws are sharper, but we’ll manage. After all, we possess a special gift.”
Meanwhile, at the secret guard:
Varen, the renowned captain of King Mergair’s secret guard, looked with pleasure at the priestess standing before him. Usually, in the kingdom of Celia-Mira, priestesses were above someone desirable, but in the secret guard, things were much more interesting. Being one of the few organizations that could regularly interact with the servants of the Great Cathedral of Ceraaria, most of the few romantic couples between priestesses and sons of the kingdom of Celia-Mira were formed within the king’s personal affairs. Priestesses could not have offspring and become part of a lineage; moreover, their actions were largely dictated by the goddess, so few dared to have long-term relationships with them. But not Varen! For over a decade, legends have circulated throughout the royal palace about his passionate romance with the priestess Emma, captain of one of the elite units of the Great Cathedral of Ceraaria. The fact that they met when Varen was caught on a mountain of corpses of his own relatives and his wife, whom he had killed, added to the intrigue. Presumably, he was under the influence of an immortal. Life had severely disfigured both Varen’s body and mind, but this did not prevent him from becoming a trusted confidant of the king and continuing to derive increased pleasure from interacting with priestesses.
“Varen…” Emma whispered.
Varen responded with a proud smile and began to unbutton his pants. At that moment, the unsuspecting Albrecht Van Hosling entered the captain’s chambers.
“Get out or join in,” Varen greeted the uninvited guest politely, completely forgetting that he himself had invited him to discuss the first assignment for the new recruit of the secret guard.
“This is a request from the capital guard. Unknown ill-wishers are stealing wild puppies and training them to attack the Kaishi. Right here, within the city limits. The best way to stop this is to clear out the dog lair. It’s located in the forest nearby. The task is relatively simple, but it’s worth remembering the main strength of corgi puppies: their ability to instill fear in the hearts of enemies. While they are still small, they won’t be able to easily tear our faces off. It’s quite possible that we will also encounter mastiff puppies... their claws are sharper, but we’ll manage. After all, we possess a special gift.”
Meanwhile, at the secret guard:
Varen, the renowned captain of King Mergair’s secret guard, looked with pleasure at the priestess standing before him. Usually, in the kingdom of Celia-Mira, priestesses were above someone desirable, but in the secret guard, things were much more interesting. Being one of the few organizations that could regularly interact with the servants of the Great Cathedral of Ceraaria, most of the few romantic couples between priestesses and sons of the kingdom of Celia-Mira were formed within the king’s personal affairs. Priestesses could not have offspring and become part of a lineage; moreover, their actions were largely dictated by the goddess, so few dared to have long-term relationships with them. But not Varen! For over a decade, legends have circulated throughout the royal palace about his passionate romance with the priestess Emma, captain of one of the elite units of the Great Cathedral of Ceraaria. The fact that they met when Varen was caught on a mountain of corpses of his own relatives and his wife, whom he had killed, added to the intrigue. Presumably, he was under the influence of an immortal. Life had severely disfigured both Varen’s body and mind, but this did not prevent him from becoming a trusted confidant of the king and continuing to derive increased pleasure from interacting with priestesses.
“Varen…” Emma whispered.
Varen responded with a proud smile and began to unbutton his pants. At that moment, the unsuspecting Albrecht Van Hosling entered the captain’s chambers.
“Get out or join in,” Varen greeted the uninvited guest politely, completely forgetting that he himself had invited him to discuss the first assignment for the new recruit of the secret guard.