C319 Professional

“Steward Wenn, why are you up so early? What’s going on with you?”

The next day, a leader from the Patrol Battalion noticed Steward Wenn standing in a daze in front of the Kind Realm and approached him with concern.

Steward Wenn’s face was pale, and he still reeked of alcohol. His clothes were disheveled, and his hair was unkempt, as if he’d been out drinking all night