If I were to conclude, this is a form of goodbye for an heirloom weapon that was bought by someone else through an auction.
I don't know what kind of conscience this heirloom weapon possesses, but it truly upholds the ethical code of an item purchased at auction. There's nothing I can do but respect its decision.
"If you are willing to let your heirloom weapon belong to someone else, then I will not interfere with your decision," I said while staring at the heirloom weapon that had returned to its sheath.
"My job is done here."
"Can I go now?"
Bzzztttt...
Bzzzttt...
The space and time that comprised this pseudo-reality trembled like corrupted computer data. The glitches scattered before my eyes began to disintegrate, causing Aria to position herself before me.
"Master Weiss..." with a soft voice and tightly gripping her hand in an unarmed fighting stance, Aria prepared herself for the worst.
