Mord the GOAT #13
Proof we are not larping
"Do not interfere in any way with matters concerning Bell Cranel."
"!..."
"The time limit lasts until the <War Game> concludes. Given what transpired here,
that should be fitting compensation."
"That is..."
"Are you saying you won't accept it?"
"..."
"It is merely a verbal contract, after all. If you say you will ignore that 'pact,' you are free to do as you please."
"...Is that so?"
"However, the moment you do, your sword will rot."
"!!..."
"How could a sword that fails to uphold a promise not lose its edge?"
Amidst that sea of green where only the two of them stood, Ottar spoke no more.
The Boarman warrior turned his back on Aizu and vanished into the depths of the mist.
Now alone on that "battlefield," Aizu pursed her lips and looked up at the sky.
"...Bell."
I'm sorry.