The Oath of Death…

"According to the Rules set by the Association, when you find a new, unidentified world, you are supposed to report it to the Association and then a team to subjugate the world will be formed.

Yet not only did you not file a report, 

You even dared to form an army and attack the world on your own, 

Are you prepared for the consequences?" 

Zarathor questioned as he stared at the woman sitting in front of him. 

"Cut the bullshit, Zarathor." 

Nyssara snorted. 

"Both of us know that you out of all the people don't give a damn about the rules. The very fact that you are here with your own personal army instead of the Association's men is the proof of that." 

Hearing those words, Zarathor's smile widened even further. 

"This is why I love talking to smart people." 

"…" Nyssara didn't say anything.