"With my victory in the duel against Young Master Voss." Aldric gave a slow nod.
The bandit burst into loud laughter.
"Haha… I thought that duel was just a rumor."
He shook his head. "Turns out it's real."
"After the duel," Aldric continued without emotion,
"that same night… you will attack the village near the manor."
Boran stiffened.
"You may take whatever you want," Aldric said flatly.
"Wealth. Supplies. People."
He paused.
"If you still feel like it," he added,
"move on to Voss Town. Destroy it. Make a mess of everything."
Boran swallowed.
"I'll be stationed in another territory," Aldric continued.
"Far enough away from Voss Territory."
The bandit leader raised an eyebrow.
"And then?"
"When I arrive to 'deal with you,'" Aldric said,
"make me look a little… beaten up."
He shrugged lightly.
"Then retreat the moment I draw my soulbound weapon."
The bandit laughed again.
"That's all?"
Aldric looked at him.
"Not yet."
The atmosphere shifted.
