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Lerad thoughtfully stroked his beard.
“There is one simple but important task. I need a guard for the western warehouse of the House of Wisdom. Some filthy ratkin is stealing things there,” said the first sage, frowning. “We sages don’t have time to sit in the warehouse all day long. I assume the task is obvious. Will you catch this thieving scum, Sarabas Nevereverland?”
Why Lerad didn't call a couple or three warrior experts for this task remains unknown. Perhaps he considered them not clever enough.
- I accept! It’s not as good as a beautiful woman’s thighs, of course, but why not take it on?