Kallen stood up as well. The Law Expounder had returned much earlier than he had expected. He had thought the man would not return before dawn, but in fact, in the Law Expounder's eyes, this was the place that truly mattered.
A miscalculation...
Kallen looked at Little John. Had the Lax Copper Coin been damaged, requiring it to be nourished through offerings again? But even a damaged Lax Copper Coin was beyond comparison with an ordinary Sacred Artifact. This was... a Divine Artifact.
"Are you scared?" Little John asked.
"Yes."
"Why doesn't your answer sound like a hero here to save people?"
"What do you think a hero should be like?"
"They told me stories about heroes. The heroes in their stories were all very similar. I even think that man without a soul from earlier was more like a hero than you."
"Yes, and that's why he died."
"I think I can tell you another piece of good news."
"The good news is that the last piece of bad news was a joke, and he hasn't actually come back?"
"No, he's back. He's already landed outside the factory building. But I can sense that he's badly injured. Isn't that good news?"
"I think that no matter how badly he's injured, as long as he came back on his own rather than being carried back, it makes no difference to me."
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
Kevin barked at a spot below.
Alfred immediately began setting up a Magic Formation there, while Mr. Pavaro's body swayed. He turned his head in disbelief to look at Kallen standing above.
"I think I know what you're planning to do," Little John said. "So there was nothing wrong with his memories. You really did plan everything long ago."
"There's something wrong with that boy's head.