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Chapter 506

Day 112 – Late Night, Theocracy, Grand Cathedral,

For the first time, I’d met a good guard, so good that I couldn’t help but heap praises upon him. He looked at the robes, recognized me as a priest, and even in the middle of the night, he thoughtfully offered me hot coffee. Truly a fine guard.

And on top of that, he gave us a pair of rings as a courtesy. A nice little gesture. Though honestly, if he’d handed over about forty of them, that would have been really helpful. But I figured saying that might damage my approval rating, so I held back. Still, strong, bitter coffee in the middle of the night, this guard knew what he was doing. If I had to nitpick, I’d have preferred it dripped instead of boiled, since that cuts down the harsh flavors, but a Turkish-style brew has its charm once