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Leon and Karen left Lugo behind and stepped into a tavern along the night streets.
This was Area 1, the heart of the Kingdom of Jugend, but better known as the Iron Heart. In the land of blacksmiths, an entertainment district was inevitable. If dwarves, who loved swinging hammers more than they loved their daily meals, were told to give up liquor and meat, their zeal would be cut in half.
Through long experience, the dwarves had learned the truth that when one rests, they must rest properly. They spared no expense to bring in skilled brewers and chefs, for metallurgy was their specialty, not cooking.
As a result, Jugend’s food and drink became renowned, and the smiths who hammered away day and night began to leave behind flat beer in favor of the taverns in the streets. Karen decided for the both of them that they would get a little taste of that tonight.
“Welcome! Just two of you tonight?” a tavern employee asked at the door.
Karen answered immediately, “Yes, just the two of us.”
“Shall I take you to the third floor? Would you prefer somewhere quiet?”
“As long as it isn’t too noisy, that’s fine.”
“Understood. Please follow me.”
Up on the third floor, the two were seated by a window overlooking the nighttime streets of Area 1. Even in the heavy dark, the forges burned without pause.
The distant ringing of hammers carried faintly through the air, and below them,...
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