Carl sat cross-legged on the Magic Flying Carpet, his fingers moving delicately as he controlled a distant Puppet that swiftly approached.
"An empty boat meets no resistance; grudges incite murderous intent."
He mused aloud, "Speaking of which, Wizard Viers probably doesn't even know when he provoked me. After all, back then, I was just a young Wizard who had recently advanced."
Unfortunately... I nearly died at your hands. A gentleman must avenge such wrongs!
The main reason was that his strength was now sufficient. Plus, it just so happened that he had encountered Viers's disciple committing atrocities in the Dream Market. Otherwise, as time passed, the matter might have been indefinitely delayed, perhaps even forgotten in some dusty corner.
"Blame yourselves, master and disciple, for your countless evil deeds," Carl continued. "Even without me, you would have eventually fallen into someone else's hands."
Hmm... So fast!
