"I... don't know what you're talking about!"
The skeleton knight with the chainsaw sword against his neck went pale.
"I'm asking you what the hell is with those two mechanical arms behind you?!"
"What do you mean, 'what's with them'?" the skeleton knight gritted his teeth and said, "This is my body, I can modify it however I want."
"This is your... 'freedom'?" When he heard this, sparks almost burst from Gerard's exposed eyes, "Since when does Lyra's law allow such freedom? If there really is such a law, tell me, which one is it?"
The skeleton knight obviously couldn't name one; he just stubbornly said, "So what? I'm not the only one doing this! Why are you blaming only me?"
"Of course, I know you're not the only one doing this." Gerard gazed into the skeleton knight's eyes and said deliberately, "The last person I discovered doing this was Ocot, and you should know his fate."
