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While the squad was getting acquainted with the city, and Tailina and Dalia were deciding whether to accept Iwamoto's company, two Taoists passing by approached them.
“Hello, fellow countryman!” one of them said cheerfully, the one armed with a Taoist sword. “Erthea is so small that we met here! I don’t envy you traveling in such a dubious company, ha-ha-ha!” He said this with a friendly smile on his face, and then, noticing Jalid, he said with some disdain, looking at his katana, “vulture.”
“Ryuji!” The second Taoist called out to his comrade, and then turned to the squad. “Please accept my apologies for my companion’s inappropriate behavior.” He bowed respectfully. “We should leave now; all the best.”
“That was rude and unnecessary, Ryuji,” noted the second Taoist as they had already turned their backs to Crimson Dawn and started walking away.
“The Ninsharr scum doesn’t deserve our respect. You are too soft.”