At the port of Asgard city, Yaasir was basking in the strange winter sun while sipping honey-sweetened pine tea.
"Ashraf, I have to admit that after spending time in this place, I feel quite comfortable with all the things that I can do.
Not to mention that being able to tour the island completely is something that I appreciate, but you are sure that you do not want to return with me to the emirate of Córdoba.
A person like you will always be welcome in the emirate, not to mention that you worked for the emir for many years. "
Ashraf, who was drinking some liquor, shook his head. "I appreciate the invitation, but I have to decline it.
Like in the emirate, I will be working in this place and maybe in the future we will see each other differently.
But there is something you can do for me. You could talk to all the bulk of the mercenaries that my father founded to start their way to this island.
