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Silvermoon Keep P2

"Hmm… where to start… This town's name is called Arkala and the noble house that watches over this place is the house of Utar. The closest surrounding towns are Romsey and Rochdale. You can get to them with two days' worth of carriage rides." The barman started off.

"As for anything that's been happening, word on the street says that last night, the young master of the Utar was killed by a slave he had bought. Ironic really, that guy was never a decent human being." He shrugged whilst grabbing a new cup to polish.

"Hou~… Seems like you don't really like the young master of the Utar family." Shiro raised an eyebrow.

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