"...Arthur?"
Aiwass hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up.
It wasn't that he had failed to recognize the other's figure, but the title "Crown Lord" had been stuck in Aiwass's throat for a long time before he finally managed to suppress it with great effort.
"Have you decided?"
Arthur asked casually while focused on feeding the Pegasus, "The answer to that question."
— I can offer up so much for my grand cause, what are you willing to give up?
This was the question Arthur had posed to Aiwass before they parted ways.
"...It's too soon."
Aiwass shook his head: "I haven't had time to think about it."
Even though he had previously returned to the past and then came back again, the total time added up was less than ten minutes. Most of that time was spent on the battle between the warrior Aurigen, wielding the Thunder Javelin, and Uther Galoch, the Wildfire Giant cursed with a curse.
The pace was too rapid to give Aiwass any time to let his thoughts wander.
