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“Watch your mouth, samurai. I came to introduce myself to the mayor, not to fight. But if you go any further I’ll stain this snow red with your blood.”
"My, how bloodthirsty," the samurai commented. However, he did not seem to be offended by Kirame's attitude. Instead, it seemed that he almost found it... pleasing.
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“He wants me to... make the same wish he wanted. The family dream. A world of perfect human beings, who doesn’t suffer from age or illness or injury. A world where everyone can see the Root at the very end. I know, I know, it’s just a dream, a paradise, but Grandpa told me to do it. I haven’t done anything for him... I’m just the second child of a magus family. In comparison to say, Nii-san or Papa, from the mage point of view, I’m more expendable. If I’m gone, the family doesn’t lose anything, and if I win, the family gets everything. Low risk, high reward.”
Hearing those words, Sensei couldn't help but to adopt a slightly bitter expression, as if his cigarette had suddenly started tasting like lemon. He glared at the snow outside, but it was clear he was seeing something else with those pale eyes of his. Something that was enough to lit a slight burning flame of anger even within such unfriendly person.