White also looked at them quietly, seemingly unsurprised.
The Undead Knight raised his right hand and blocked Gruding behind himself with a giant scythe, answering, "Human, you are much more excellent than I imagined; I'm surprised that there's someone like you among the lower nobles of Erune—"
The voice was hollow, as if it were a layer of peeling, rusting metal.
Brand shook his head.
"Alright, don't waste time, Tiamas," he interrupted, "You understand, I am here for a specific life. I know I can't keep you here, but don't think you can take this Erune Baron away."
He intentionally emphasized the last few words.
A mocking laugh, dull and muffled, came from beneath the metal mask: "I don't know who you are, let's assume you're the Viscount. But Viscount, I remember that in your human world, the rules among nobles are not like this."
