In the Name of Salvation (Part 8, Two-in-One)

Giant prawns.

These powerful creatures were a symbol of fine food in The Lands Between, their flesh delicious beyond compare. Commoners and wanderers like him had no right to taste such fare. And yet it received none of Kale's respect.

His attention was not on the lobster at all.

As Kale drew the short knife at his waist and began dressing the lobster's corpse, he listened intently to the conversation between Angron and the giant wearing that strange helmet, unwilling to miss even a single word.

"Who exactly are you, sir?"

"That has nothing to do with you. That helmet is somewhat interesting, though. It can isolate outside influences of will? Are you very afraid of being beguiled into doing something you do not wish to do?"

"...What sharp powers of observation. Might you be a scholar, sir? That armor also leaves this old one rather amazed. So huge, so heavy, yet every joint is filled with the painstaking thought of master craftsmen. This old one has never seen armor like it in The Lands Between."

"I'm no scholar. But it's only natural that you've never seen it. I come from beyond The Lands Between. If you had seen it before, that would be the strange thing."

Angron folded his arms across his chest and answered calmly, his gaze never leaving the giant's head, as though he meant to pierce through that mirror-made helmet with his eyes. However, all he could see was his own face.

The giant blacksmith's eyes tightened behind the helmet—his opponent had made no attempt to hide where he came from, silently dispelling his probe, even disdainful of concealment.

That bold, heroic nature reminded him of another great figure, one with an equally massive build.

"Might you be from among the stars, sir?"

"You can understand