Noel, Anna, and Incetta were sitting inside the room Noel rented in the city. Noel's expression turned solemn, as if he were about to say something important.
Noel couldn't help but ask, "Why did you seal your soul into the weapon, Miss Vivi?"
They had agreed that Incetta would be the one conveying her words. "Before I answer that question, I'd like to know something from you first. And also, call me Vivi. There's no need for honorifics. I call the king by his name, because I don't mind if people call me casually as well. I'm sure it's annoying to deal with a thousand-year-old woman like me."
Noel closed his eyes for a moment. "I understand, Vivi. Please ask me anything. I'll answer it to the best of my ability."
"Why are you so desperate to look for people that you accept everyone just because you feel like it?"
"What do you mean? I'm not just accepting everyone."
