"If you're not going to interfere with anything I do... then it shouldn't be a problem if I go help them in Saint Vangansa, right?" Carter Slade said with a smile.
"Ahem!" Aaron choked, staring at him in astonishment. "You're going to Saint Vangansa?"
Carter Slade put on his cowboy hat and nodded solemnly.
Aaron rubbed his forehead and said wearily, "According to the prophecy, the sky isn't going to fall, and I promised to keep them alive. Why do you need to worry about this?"
"It's been over a hundred and fifty years. More than anyone, I want to bring this to an end.
"Before, I lacked the ability. All I could do was entrust the contract to that half-baked Johnny Blaze, but now... things are different." Carter Slade said seriously, "After drinking the Corpse Collector's Potion, I feel like my whole being has been elevated. The Hellfire in my body can still sustain one battle.
"Now that I have the ability, I can't just stand by and do nothing."
Aaron: ...
Feels like he's taking a shot at me, but I have no proof.
"You really have to go?"
"Are you going to stop me?" Carter Slade smiled meaningfully. "If you won't let me go, I won't have anything to say."
Aaron rolled his eyes and waved him off impatiently. "Go if you want. I won't stop you."
"Thank you!" Carter Slade let out a relieved breath, gaining a clearer understanding of his new master's broad-mindedness.
If he thought about it from the other side, he really might not have dared to let himself go.
"You don't mind if I come along and watch, do you?"
"You... you're coming too?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Something this minor isn't worth me risking myself personally.
"You're my subordinate, and your soul