"Hm? What misunderstanding?" Tinwood looked at the Lich Old Man and asked.
"Look, I wasn't the one who captured you. After you came here, we barely interacted, so there really isn't much hatred between us." The Lich Old Man analyzed the situation with a serious expression. "In other words, you aren't my enemy, and I'm not yours. Since neither of us is the other's enemy, why should we fight and hinder each other? You want to leave Eden Garden, right? Fine, go. I won't stop you."
"Are you sure?" Tinwood asked, his gaze full of suspicion. "If you really didn't want to stop me, then why did you command that group of skeleton underlings of yours to attack me just now?"
"Ah, that—" The Lich Old Man drew out the words, rolled his eyes, and put on a serious expression as he explained, "That's actually perfectly normal. Even though I don't want to stop you, as someone living here, I still had to fulfill my duty when I saw you escape. Using Magic Puppets to stop you was my duty. Now that you've destroyed all the Magic Puppets, my duty is complete, and I can give 'that brat who captured you' an explanation. With that, there's no need or reason to fight you to the death. Letting you leave is the correct choice."
"Is that really so?" Tinwood remained doubtful.
"Of course it is." The Lich Old Man spoke persuasively. "In a sense, I was captured by that brat too. We're on the same side. If I weren't too old and unwilling to take risks, I'd even want to leave with you. All right, enough nonsense. Hurry and go before that brat returns, or it'll be too late. Oh, the exit is over there."
As he spoke, the Lich Old