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"Is this already the third time?"
"Is there something bad going on out there?"
"You do know it, don't you?"
"Right, of course I know. If you’re part of the rearguard, everyone knows, Yevkarina," the Bishop answered.
"…"
"…"
"Keepers of the Moonlight," he mumbled.
In a small dark room, with a candle serving as the light, the high priest Bishop came into view as he carefully opened his mouth. It was a story I[1] had already heard once, but I still felt bewildered after hearing it again.
When I first received the report, I even wondered whether I had misheard something.
I recall that everyone who heard the news reacted in pretty much the same way.
"So, an unidentified group that calls itself Keepers of the Moonlight not only raided the Republic’s supply depot but is disarming the soldiers as well… I think," he said.
"In summary, yes," I answered.
"On top of that, they’re declaring that the saint is with them and that he’ll stop the war? Originally, he was a soldier who deserted the Republic, but even now, we still haven't found any traces of him," he continued.
"That’s correct," I answered.
"Even hearing it again, it’s a story that’s hard to believe," he commented...
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