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Unlike C- or B-rankers, A-rankers were irreplaceable, each holding an important position in their own region. Naturally, the expedition disbanded the day after the party in the grand banquet hall. Even being absent for a short time left a serious gap, so most had no choice but to return quickly, promising to meet again someday.
By contrast, Leon and Karen had plenty of free time. They hadn’t settled anywhere, and their achievements had been personally vouched for by Irexana. No one was reckless enough to push the number one contributors of the Great Vein Expedition back into work.
Karen, up earlier than usual that morning, let out a long yawn and said, “The Holy Church is fine and all, but they’re way too diligent. Getting up at four-thirty in the morning on a regular basis? And it’s not like they go to bed early either.”
As someone whose assassin life had made her naturally nocturnal, this schedule was rough. Leon gave a small yawn of his own and joined in her grumbling.
“Clergy see self-discipline and asceticism as a kind of training. Eating less or sleeping less is just another part of it.”
“Does that really make you stronger?” Karen asked.
“Not all training is about fighting, so maybe it’s to cultivate mental strength or faith.”
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