"Your encampment will be set here for now. In four hours, we will go clean up the nearby area infested with Undead Mutants."
Hasimodo found an empty space outside the cluster of tents for everyone and spoke.
"Thank you," Aske said unemotionally. "By the way, can we trade with the Night Watch organization?"
"Generally, we do not open trade to external mercenaries," Hasimodo declined.
"Since you said 'generally,' does that mean there are exceptions?" Aske asked with a smile.
Night Watch Knight Hasimodo sighed deeply, then suddenly grasped Aske's shoulder firmly, saying fiercely,
"Listen, I know you mercenaries all too well. You're like flies that swarm at the scent of blood, constantly buzzing around the edges of the battlefield, never letting anyone rest."
"When you encounter weak Extraordinary Creatures, you swarm them like bees; when you face powerful and evil Undead, you run faster than anyone else, showing none of the honor or decency expected of a warrior!"
