Sylvester burned the small parchment and walked out of the Monastery. He headed into the town to find Sir Dolorem and Augustus to discuss the next steps. He couldn't really harm a Baroness for some tribes who were heathens, after all.
"Chonky, what do you think? Kill the heathens, or investigate more?" He asked the loyal cat resting on his shoulder.
Miraj yawned and rubbed his face with his paws. "I don't know… Are they baddies?"
"I don't think so."
"Then, killing them is not a sin? That Black Knight will get angry?" Miraj asked, not knowing how big of a point he made.
'I didn't think like that. What politics does the Shadow Knight follow? Does killing heathens also constitute sin in its eyes? It definitely does in mine since I can see the world through a non-church lens. Does Shadow Knight do the same?' Sylvester wondered in silence as he walked down the town's road.
"Lord Bard!... Lord Bard, please wait!"
