The City of Trade.
"In this funeral, the aim was to draw out the Red Horse Knight, who, I hear, possesses some wit."
"A creature of wit, yet so easily ensnared? Surely, he's not that clever."
"It's not a matter of intelligence, but of a dog. It's said the Gutman's dog has the keenest nose; having scented once, it remembers the smell for days uncounted."
"Indeed. Who would've thought that a deity would meet his match in a mere dog? It's laughable just to mention it."
"You needn't say it; it's already a jest."
"Let's keep our voices low. We wouldn't want those devout fanatics to overhear. The very thought would bring them to tears. Heh."
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