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A few hours later, Commander Kyle walked into the renowned Madam Arin's brothel in Astera. Inside, the place was lively, with various women accompanying men, music playing, and groups of people gambling in the center of the room. Smoke and mingling perfumes filled the air, making the brothel feel thick and almost suffocating. Commander Kyle wrinkled his brow in distaste as he inhaled, unused to such heavy scents.
"Look who's here—if it isn't the famous Commander Kyle," a sultry voice called.
Kyle turned to see a woman with exquisite makeup, dressed elegantly in a black gown that highlighted her cleavage, a scarf in her hands that she occasionally used to cover her face when she spoke.
"Madam Arin," Commander Kyle said, his tone steady.
"It's been a while. You haven't visited since you became a commander," Madam Arin replied, her tone slightly seductive.
