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Ottar always knew that his master was the best. Perhaps not just in the bathhouse, but in the entire capital.
Before starting the conversation with Gas, Ottar asks his companion to wait outside for a moment.
"The morning is gray and deserted," Blooddrinker nodded in response. "Greetings, master! They've really gotten into it, and it's quite a strange affair... our wise rulers have decided to send an expedition across the sea to unexplored lands... whether there's anything there, no one knows. Nor do they know why or what they're sending anyone there for. They just felt like it. They're gathering various talented individuals. As far as I understand, some big shots might also go. Some of them. Or maybe not. Return or success is not guaranteed. And the expedition begins in a month. What do you think, master, could have caused such a sudden need for such a dubious adventure?"
After all, Gas will be without a student in a month... although... will they even survive until the start of the expedition?