Before he knew it, night had fallen and entered the room.
Returning from the library, the sound of flipping through papers resounded continuously in Kael's study, when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Knock knock knock~
"Come in."
"Sorry to bother you at this late hour, Mr. Kael."
"Hmm? I didn't expect you to be the first to seek me out. I must say, the speed at which you complete missions is beyond my imagination."
"Because I cannot bear to wait a second longer."
"Oh? Have you set your sights on a target?"
"Yes. Are you going to stop me?"
"You must be joking, I can't wait for these people to die. Tell me, what profession do you wish to switch to?"
"Priest, and also, Mr. Kael, please forgive my presumptuous request."
"Speak."
"I need a weapon."
"A weapon... How about a Nail Head Hammer? To be honest, I'm not too fond of seeing their corpses intact."
(A faint laugh can be heard)
