"Mister, do you want to be my master?" She gently smiled as if there was no hidden intention behind the invitation.
Alex widened his eyes when he found her and let out a long sigh. "A Sword Spirit."
"Oh?! You know me? I think my previous Master has never publicized this." She narrowed her eyes. "Well, it was a few thousand years ago, so I don't really know. In any case, my point still stands. Do you want to be my master?"
"Since you are a Sword, it's normal for me to accept your invitation. Unfortunately, I have my own sword, so I can't really accept it." He shook his head with a calm expression.
"You can't expect me to accept this kind of answer, right?" She narrowed her eyes.
"First of all, let's discuss this first. I know that the Sword Spirit has enough intelligence to converse with me, right?" Alex shook his head.
"If you want to chat with me, isn't it a gentleman's way to take off his mask first?"
