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“I’m not jumping to any conclusions!”
Just as Davey snapped back at Goddess Freyja, a young man with a face full of suspicion strode over, adjusting his hat and glaring sharply.
“Who the hell are you people?”
His crisp military uniform and disciplined movements made it obvious that he was a soldier. He held a magic staff in one hand with a whip in the other, a sword even hung at his waist. It was clear what kind of work he did there.
“So then, why did you summon me here, of all places?” Davey asked her, ignoring the man.
Goddess Freyja lifted her tablet and threw out a completely unrelated phrase.
[Ahhh, scary. So scary.]
Snap!!!
Just then, a whip cracked at his feet.
“State your affiliation. Who are you people?!”
The officer’s sharp command drew everyone’s eyes at once.
“Where the hell are you looking?! If you don’t finish today’s quota, there’s no dinner!”
It was as if they were used to this. The people, who had been watching the interaction with lifeless eyes, quickly returned to their tasks.
Once he confirmed no one else was watching, the soldier pointed his staff at Davey. “Judging by your clothes, you don’t look like a slave. Follow me. If you resist, I can’t guarantee...
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