After trying to get closer to the people in power in this land, I felt something sharp on my side and one of those guards must’ve been tailing me ever since I left the arena. Now I’m injured and someone out there clearly wants to capture me...
Great... The Queen has returned and is making another large scale mess that I need to clean up. I forsee lots of late nights at the office over this one...
I finally have my very first slave boy! Apparently, he failed to apply for the appropriate visa when entering the Matriarchy and was captured by customs. It's so cute how stupid pigs can be when they are not leashed.
I'm sure it's a lot of fun catching wild pigs, but you know every single one of them needs to be properly screened before selling them, right? I swear I have the most thankless job here.
