The Tournament

"Hmmn, oh you again, my master said you intended to take on the assassin's guild , was he correct?" He asks .

Cerise was of course no longer in her costume; she had changed into something more reasonable and comfortable. She just smiled at the newcomer.

"That seems to be the mission." Valstad said with a sigh.

He notice the exasperated sigh and can't help but smirk "Well, I was hoping to offer my services on your mission"

(kilo)

"Your help would be appreciated, sir," She said brightly, with a charming smile.

"Then my help you shall have " He replies smiling .

"Oh god damnit more of them" Valstad thought to himself

Ephraim raises an eyebrow, catching Val's spiteful glare "There a problem?"

"Several, assassins would be the foremost" Valstad had been far to engaged checking every shadow they past to shot anyone spiteful glares, and he wasn't spiteful anyway, he was more exasperated, perhaps annoyed, but spite he had no use for

"Yes I understand that, you just seem exasperated is all" Ephraim replies as he keeps a vigilant watch on their surroundings as well.

Cerise is just humming to herself, tapping her feet in a sort of dancing rhythm.

"Hmm" was all valstad said in reply 

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