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Marcus:  “It makes me a happy captain to have such excellent subordinates.” It was as good a way as any of skirting the subject.
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Marcus:  Marcus had straightened up and returned to the original topic of discussion. “Let’s get down to business. I’m dispatching you three as bodyguards for a very important person. Your destination is the Empire of Volakia.”
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Julius:  “We’re escorting a VIP? To the empire?” The speaker was purple-haired and handsome. Currently, he had one eyebrow raised doubtfully. "Sir, I was under the impression that we weren’t to make any waves by making contact with the empire right now.”
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Marcus:  “I hear what you’re saying, but that’s really above our pay grade, isn’t it, Julius? Let the brass sweat the small stuff. Any other questions?”
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Julius:  “…I think there’s still good reason to question the choice of personnel.” The handsome young man, Julius Juukulius, glanced at the knight to his right and muttered.
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Reinhard:  “I agree. Bodyguard work is one thing, but I’m perplexed that my name would come up in connection with anything resembling diplomacy. Normally, I’m forbidden from even getting near the border.” The red-haired young man standing beside him nodded and said.
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Marcus:  “Nothing in the treaty specifically states that Reinhard van Astrea is barred from doing anything. More to the point, in this case, they asked for you.”
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Reinhard:  “Did they, sir?” The young man with the red hair—Reinhard van Astrea—gave a dubious look.
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Marcus:  Marcus nodded at the three of them, and then with a deep, serious sigh, he added, “The emperor of the Holy Empire of Volakia wishes to see you personally.”