Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel

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It is already past 11 o'clock at night, but the house is still so busy and merry with Yerzan's cries. At least, Mary manages to stop the kid’s crying and puts him to sleep.

Dastan and the others are finally able to continue their discussion more calmly. Yes, since Dean and Camran left, Dastan deliberately made this house as their meeting place instead of using Belestia Palace.

He’s also stayed here with the three Dastan people he trusted most; Neda, Fardad, and Zandhos.

There is also one Amanet Warrior, Daskar, and two representatives from the Yarzhan tribe currently attending the meeting in the living room.

And there is also Marvini, a woman from the Miarnin tribe who doesn't have red hair.

"Has there been any news from Camran?" she asks.

"I tried to contact Kosha this afternoon," Zandhos sighs. “But his phone number was out of reach. I bet they are still in the middle of the jungle right now.”

“What exactly does Camran want to do to our Miarnin?” Marvini averts her attention to Das