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The tall old man nodded subtly. He was in a butler suit and acted like one as well.
“I was told to come and reclaim the sword Knight Dorado has left behind due to carelessness. If my speculations are correct, it should still be with you” the man claimed, both his hands behind his back in an eerie way.
Pasha's gaze drifted down to the sword in his hand and his eyes narrowed.
"If you don't mind, I would like to return it to him myself." I don't like the look of this man, something about him seems off.
He expected the old fellow to refuse his request, after all, there must have been a reason the knight hadn't come back for it himself. However, there was no trust between Pasha and the old butler. Since arriving at the palace, the only person Pasha felt like he could truly trust was Tucana, but he hadn't seen the being all day.
Perhaps I might actually get somewhere if I am able to return the sword of myself, at the moment I'm just a fish out of water…