"I only know one thing. You are my enemy, and you will eventually die by my hand."
The young man smiled and declared thus—I will kill you.
"You want to kill me? Ha."
At this moment of ultimate showdown, Finn instead became utterly calm. The facade of impatience disappeared, his eyes coldly gazing at Herbert.
"You want to kill me? For what? For the justice you hypocrites claim?"
He smiled faintly, speaking in a mocking tone, "Ha, hypocritical Paladin, all that you do is not for justice but for your own anger, all of it is..."
"Hold on, my friend, what are you rambling on about there?"
Herbert interrupted Finn's "words of accusation," somewhat helplessly tilting his head and blinking at him, speechlessly retorting.
"No, did I ever deny that? Of course, I am doing it for myself!"
He looked at Finn, speaking with utmost sincerity, "Friend, you don't need to complicate things; let's be honest with each other!"
