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“People from the Whip of Order are so short sighted, it’s like they’ve been stuffed into a can of herring!” After hearing what had happened from Karon, Alfred could not help cursing.
“Honestly, it’s pretty good this way. I only need to pretend that I think I’m part of the Whip of Order. Maybe it’ll even make it easier to give explanations if something happens.”
“Young Master, you are always so far sighted.”
“Alright, we can head back to the funeral home now. This time, I don’t need to wear the mask. You have no idea how awkward it is for me to chat with Ms. Lake every day while wearing Mr. Pavaro’s face, and Ms. Lake can only feel more awkward than me.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
The second hand black Pons drove along the road. When it reached one street, the traffic was blocked by a gathering, so Alfred had to stop the car and wait.
Karon remembered that on his first day in York City, when he got debarked the ship at the docks and taken a care Allen Manor, Ms. Jenny had said that protests and marches in York City were practically a cultural sport, and that there was nothing more common.
After waiting a while, the cars ahead began moving. Alfred started the car again and drove forward. After a short distance, Karon saw a group of people marching along the side of the road. They wore long white robes, and their heads were also covered with tall pointed white hoods, with only two small holes cut for their eyes....
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