"Says the one who refused to share a few of what he gained," William rolled his eyes. This was the usual conversation between the two after that war ended.
[Just don't keep me and others waiting for long. It's already a circus out there at the front gate]
"For real? Then let anyone you trust start arranging things…" William never expected the response to his call to be this swift. Around six hours passed, and it was already crowded over there.
[No need, all the forces coming here have their leaders and formidable masters leading them. Just come and don't delay us]
"By the way, I need something from you…"
[Don't worry, I got all the big guns with me] Zin mistook William's intentions, thinking he was asking about the deadly weapons, gears, war supplies, and such.
"I don't mean that, it's something that you normally won't hold around."
[Like what?]
"Something called a cursed item."
