Does doing good deeds make you a good person? Probably, but in a psychologist's thought, it would not make a good person. It's a genuinely contradictory matter.
*Splash*
*Spark*
*Jump*
"Is your heart not full fighting me earlier? Why did you start it again? This is going too far." Jack countered Robert's dull attack.
"You call that fight? It's you who wrapped his tail and ran away." Robert said while striking his spade full speed.
"Don't be so careless. I said earlier I had no intention of committing double suicide with you. Not even a thousand years. If it would the bartender, I would think about it." replied Jack flawlessly.
"Eahhh!" Robert slammed his spade heavy although Jack prevented it to reach his head.
Robert moved onward with great force, making Jack fall back.
"Did you suddenly got Exp boost or something? But I didn't saw any particles flying around you. Was it invisible type? Hey! tell me about it! I wanna try!" Jack cheered up.
Max was carefully observing the fight although she didn't seem like she wanted to interfere.
"I got a bad feeling here, I think that bit*h gonna ruin our fight?" Jack muttered to Robert as he came near Jack, bowing his spade.
"What? Who's gonna ruin this fight? I can't have anyone to do that. This battle is between you and me."
"That's right. But just look at her. That look in her eyes. It surely shows her will to inference."
Robert averted his eyes to Max who was standing idle, cleaning the dust from her skirt although it was just a waste of time. As she was standing there wasting her time. She thought it was better to do that. As Robert was intensely staring at Max, she upright her sights and found Robert's deadly glance.
Then she stared back at him. In her piercing glazes, she was saying "What the heck you need? Concentrate on your fight, Dumbass. " (Translated by Robert the spade guy.)
For a moment, Robert was frightened.
"Oy, Jack she comes off norm---"
"Bam" A strong impact hit Robert's head in an instant. He plunged on the dusty floor.
"Oh,(sigh) that was a hard task. This guy is so hard and annoying to deal with. But how could this dude is so dumb? This is hilarious." Jack explained with a laugh.
"You're plan is way more idiotic than him. Just how did he fall for such a plan? how long are you planning to hold that thing? give it back to me." Max argued.
"umm, T-this digger is certainly powerful. Here." Jack tossed Max's knife that he borrowed a while ago.
"Did you hit him way too hard? It seems he's dead." Max wondered.
"O-of course not. I did hit him hard but not that hard to make him die. Moreover, I slammed him with the back of the digger. He's just unconscious. He would wake up in a few hours." Jack said in somewhat uneasiness.
"You care about him. Aren't you?" Max mocked him while rising a corner of her lips.
"Who? Me? No no. That fellow is nothing to me. Just an old enemy. I hate him more than anyone here. Because he is a murderer. I can't be on good terms with a murderer."
"Yeah, yeah. Now, where is Loki? We already lost enough time."
"Right." Jack picked up a visiting card that fell from Robert's right front pocket.
"A visiting card?"
"Mr.Henri Forses."
"Who might it be?" Max questioned in wonder.