“…What did I just hear? Am I hearing things?”

Yeah, it must be. Otherwise, how could someone like the Sword Saint be spouting nonsense like asking for my father?

“Just to clear up any misunderstanding, this is not a joke. I am seriously seeking to meet Lord Benedict Arlen. That man’s... h-heh. Heh.”

I don’t know what kind of thoughts went through the Sword Saint’s mind, but his smile was so loose it reminded me of a foolish fox.

“…Disgusting.”

Feeling a familiar sense of disgust at the Sword Saint's actions, I unconsciously took a step back. Then, I heard …