Horace looked at the forest ahead of him. Deeply sighing, he bitterly chuckled, unable to believe he was going back to the Commonwealth so soon. He had hoped he would never have to go back, but his work didn't let him have a rest.
Looking at his operatives in the carriage, he could see they all had the same worried look on their faces. The Commonwealth had cracked down hard on their people, and ordering more to enter the land felt like a death sentence. The only saving grace was Horace's presence.
"We are in and out this time. Contact Piast and, if possible, get access to the Dabrowski manor." Everyone nodded to Horace's order, feeling satisfied; he carried on the journey, crossing the border.
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