The silence stretched across time and space like a gaping black hole, sucking in all attention and any non-seriousness that was left in the air."Constanze." Rima spoke to the projection.For a moment, nothing seemed to happen as Constanze continued to hold the vial in her hand, then all of a sudden Constanze replied:"Oui mon ami?" Constanze replied sweetly in French."Wait." Rima paused and looked pass the projection to Risinger. "I believe the guild master of Dragon Borne has something to say."Risinger's brows stiffened for a moment, then spoke up:"Where did you get the war scroll? And the Greek fire as well?""Not important!" Constanze replied with a smile from the projection."Fine. You do know, suicidal death in this game has a much longer death time penalty right?" Risinger asked again."Oui!""Then why?""S-e-c-r-e-t!~" Constanze replied with one finger pressed against her lips."Is it money you want? Fame? A place in my guild? Or all of them?"Constanze shook her head in response to Risinger's offer."Then what-""I am afraid the one thing I want is the one thing you cannot offer.""What is that?""Like I said, s-e-c-r-e-t!" Constanze spelled out her last word softly.Risinger let out a grunt."It's useless. But," Rima cleared her throat. "if you were to hear our terms, I say it wouldn't be impossible to call off the unnecessary..." Rima paused for a moment in search of the word. "Obliteration.""Just say it." Risinger said with a stone face."I hereby sign this contract in proof that my guild, Dragon Borne quits from the Legionnaire contract, and cannot and will not declare war on any members of the red frontier till the very last day of this year." Rima proposed."Sounds like its all good for you. You think I am dumb?" Risinger sneered."No. But your castle wouldn't say so." Rima grinned."You-""Time is money." Rima cut Risinger off. "If you don't make up your mind within the next minute or attack any of us now, Constanze will have my permission to drop the vial at once."Silence.Ahead the clouds darkened, and all was quiet except for the wind and a tiring screech from Risinger's dragon. Then without any further words spoken, Risinger raised his finger and tapped something on his screen."I Risinger have just renounced our partnership with Legionnaire. Now call your member off.""I agreed to let her not drop the vial, but I suppose you wouldn't mind letting her staying as a guest?" Rima's grin widened.Risinger paused for a brief moment, then made a series of small clap."Well played, well played. You plan to head into politics in the future?""Prime minister if possible." Rima answered casually."Ambitious. Hope you get assassinated." Risinger grinned."Don't fall to death on your way down." Rima smiled back.And after a brief moment of exchanging stares, Risinger's dragon submerged from the ship's view, and soon disappeared into the clouds below."Now!" Rima clapped her hands together, shaking everyone back to reality. "Is everyone ready for the real war?"Q: What do you think of politicians?