"First, let me make it clear to you that whatever you choose to do is your own decision, not something I arranged for you to do. Is that alright?"
In the carriage, Kael was heading towards Joy Street with Sister Astate.
Sister Astate nodded, thought for a moment, and then added, "But if you let me ride your carriage directly to Joy Street like this, will they believe it?"
"Why wouldn't they believe it?" Kael looked at Sister Astate in surprise and said, "Whether you ride my carriage or not, when you get to Joy Street and 'make a fuss,' what does that have to do with me?"
Kael paused for a moment, then continued, "If a thug kills someone with a weapon bought from a shop employee, isn't it ridiculous to blame the shop employee for selling the weapon instead of blaming the thug for causing trouble?"
Sister Astate's mouth twitched slightly.
