"This," Javier said as he watched his special forces sweep through the camp with careful precision, "is the difference between traditional war… and what I call modern war."
Liana raised an eyebrow and smirked. "You and your strange definitions again…"
"Remember, right?" Javier asked her with a grin. "When I was nine, I spent a lot of time studying war tactics and formations."
"Yes, yes, young master," Liana sighed. "That was the only time you looked serious. After that, all you did was flip maid skirts, sneak into town, and give me endless headaches."
Javier chuckled, not feeling guilty at all. "Ehehe… I don't know what you're talking about."
Liana crossed her arms. "You hunted monsters behind everyone's back, sold their bodies to that shady dwarf merchant, and I had to drag you back by the collar."
"Hey, that was when I made my first gold!" avier puffed out his chest. "And that's also how I got Buddy here—my first Pekko!"
Buddy let out a proud squawk, as if agreeing.
