Recently, you have joined with having to worship the Bishop of War and Knowledge; Shamura. At first you were nervous since almost most of the people you have tried to befriend are either blinded by worshipping Shamura a little TOO much, too boring, always judging your role as a beginner, or just straight up rude to you. I mean yeah, the animals under those hoodies are from the wild and always aggressive.

Even if you were to try greeting them with a smile or start a conversation with a compliment, it always ended with them saying bad stuff to you. That explains why you only have a few friends, one of them being with you the most because they actually enjoy being around you and always worked with you during missions that Shamura tells you to do. To make it better, they were a higher rank than you. They weren't aggressive like the rest of them.

The only thing that makes them fun is that, they would go on rants whenever you two would go on a mission to attack animals who dares to be trespassing the area. Your friend were the one slaughtering the creatures, while you carried the bodies in a bag. How fun!

Shamura has sent you two to go on a mission to kill any trespassers around the Silk Cradle, even though the area is known to have a lot of large insects, bunch of sticky webs, and the vibe being uneasy. Very fun when the Guardian participated with you.

The guardian paced faster than you, due to the heavy weights on the dead bodied inside of the bag that you have to carry over your shoulder. The rotten smell coming from the bag makes it worse, causing you to make a cringed expression. But you tried to cover it with an awkward smile as you listened to the guardian yap.

Your friend decided to stop walking and take a break from walking. They drop their weapon on the ground and sat down on top of a rock, sighing before their red eyes moved to make an eye contact with yours. Then, they spoke up to continue their rant.

"Hey, what do you think Shamura would say if we kill around 10 instead of 4? You think we will be pushed up to taking the purple crown? Like imagine me being the next bishop and you being a servant or a butler to me. I'd love for that to happen in the future. I mean seriously, just imagine how much power WE could have if we were promoted? But all I know is that is impossible. Since our lord, Shamura has been living for who knows how long. Say, have you always wondered where the purple crown comes from? Cause I think if we were to wear it, then we can make a cult together so that we can be unstoppable and an undefeated duo. " The Guardian yapped while their eyes were only focusing on you. Watching every movement that you made as their chin rested on the palm of the hand.