Munch munch.

Runaan was eating fruit after finishing her conversation with Karin. It looked like she liked the fruit, since she had a bunch of them piled up in front of her, which reminded him of a squirrel.

'How curious.'

It was strange how they could become so close after fighting each other so fiercely.

He thought the atmosphere was going to be as heavy as a funeral when he first heard they were going to have a feast together, but he was completely wrong. The restaurant actually felt like a small festival.

"You're also weird."

As he was wondering why, Kein, who was eating a chicken, snickered.

"Why?"

"Aren't you curious about why those that have been fighting each other have now become so friendly?"

"Hmm..."

"I knew it."

Kein nodded, confirming his guess.

"Shall I tell you the answer? It's because they fought each other."

"I know that already. But why does fighting..."

"No, it's not just because they fought, but because they fought under the name of Zieghart."

He pointed at the trainees that were talking about that day's battle.

"We are all Zieghart. No one used underhanded methods, everyone did their best to fight in order to achieve victory. Everyone who clashed with their swords is aware of that fact."

When Raon thought about it, it was just like he said. He could clearly feel Kein's feelings while clashing his sword with his. Victory was his only wish.

"Since they did everything they could, they must feel refreshed whether they lost or won. They aren't pretending to be friendly, but they actually became friends a little."

Having said that, Kein drank juice as if he was drinking a beer.

"Is that so...?"

He felt like he could understand the reason that they looked so close, and why he couldn't understand it, a little.

'Because it wasn't like this in my previous life.'

The all-out battles also happened as part of training when he was being raised as an assassin.

However, unlike here, the weak lost their lives despite it being training. He couldn't even think about making friends, and he thanked the fact that he could live to see another day in despair.

'This has to be the correct way.'

If people that trained in the same place under the same name fought against each other with everything they had, then the result should've been what he was witnessing right now.

However, what the instructors wanted him to be wasn't a human being but an obedient dog. Since the training was about killing each other, doubting and resenting each other was a natural outcome.

"You looked so calm during the fight, just like an old warrior that had experienced all kinds of battles. Now you look your age. You're such a strange character."

Kein smiled while chewing on the meat. Rather than making fun of him, he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Is that so?"

Raon smiled back. Of course, the smile had a different meaning than Kein's.

'I really don't know anything.'

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