"Lord Aizo, your speech was truly moving."
"You're too kind."
"After listening to your words, my heart surged with passion; it just should be this way.
What Horn did was too excessive, placing the interests of farmers and citizens above the nobility, disrupting thousands of years of noble traditions."
"Indeed, indeed."
"Lord Aizo, you have no idea; when I was expelled from the City Hall, they not only threw mud but also dung at me. I am a gentleman, I..."
"Lord Sede, I completely understand your request." Deinosof, using the alias Aizo, subtly withdrew his hand from the former mayor of Joan of Arc Castle, "Go back and wait for the news."
"Sure, sure." Sede, wearing a simple woolen coat, nodded eagerly, "I brought you some fruit; you should eat it, it's quite sweet."
"Got it, go back and wait for the news." There was a hint of impatience in Deinosof's voice.
"Yes, yes, sorry to disturb you."
