Amberser was quite surprised to see this message. Hadn't Headless Bro's wife said he couldn't come out for several years? How could he still send private messages?
Amberser hurriedly replied, "Headless Bro? Weren't you put under lockdown by your wife?!"
"The Crown of the Headless Knight: What lockdown? Don't spread rumors, man. It was just a minor disagreement."
"Diga Ultraman: You can lie to others, but don't lie to yourself, man."
"The Crown of the Headless Knight: Cut the crap. Anyway, I'm planning to go out and clear my head. Can I stay at your place for a few days or not?"
Ah, that pitiful look, Amberser didn't have the heart to bring up the issue of rent. Just this once, he decided to be generous—after all, providing a room was no big deal since the Undead didn't need food or drink.
"Diga Ultraman: Fine, stay as long as you like."
"The Crown of the Headless Knight: Good bro, I'm on my way."
