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... a pitchfork.

“W-who are you?” the girl asked in a frightened voice with the tip of her pitchfork held against Yanchinus' neck.

“Give me something to drink and eat and I will reward you.”

Yanchinus remained unfazed. His calm tone had the dignity characteristic of nobility.

“S-sorry?” The girl replied, dumbfounded.

It felt as if she were standing before a lord.

“I don't have anything to give right now, but I promise that I will reward you.”

...

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