988 "Trifles"

"It's not like you have a good name among people before," said Angor. "The next time you go there, remove your helmet and let people look at your face. That will free you from random haters, I'm sure."

"Why's that?"

"Because sworn knights do not use violence against helpless women and children."

When Torras would like to question what those words meant, he was interrupted by Sunders' cold voice from behind.

"This is the soul you found from the dark dimension?"

Angor nodded.

"A decent one indeed. Pure, concentrated soul energy. No signs of proper training, but he surpasses common level-2 apprentices already… Any Soul Manipulator would want such a servant."

"He used to be a deadly undead. I used my revolver to turn him back. Here, professor," Angor said as he handed over his research papers regarding Torras' condition.