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"Logic and pragmatism, as they stand," Said Justus with some ice in his tone. "Can be trusted as far as one's own mind can distinguish wrong from right. Forsooth, it is such a tempting promise, and yet I like to have certainty and ideals as both sword and shield to my discernment.
"I confess that my hesitation remains, as Savants live in infamy to cause trouble where they settle. And it is not my first time dealing with one, ere today. You must therefore forgive my actions when considering advantages and disadvantages— as mere assurances hardly compare to loss of life and trust."
"I dunno what you guys are talking about." Bertha interjected. "But there were tons of monsters before, and now there's not as many. Now we can walk around the estate without, like, worrying that our heads are gonna get bitten off. And it's all thanks to Master being amazing~"
"Amazing and cool..." Mel said under her breath, stealing another glance at you before looking at the floor. Justus seemed to notice this.
"The goblins are gone too." Herta added. "There was a ton of them! At least a thousand! And Oghlurk, the orc guy, he lead them before he died and turned into some corrupted-weird-undead-fleshy ghost thing."
"I can confirm the bones are warped by corruption." Said Justus. "And the stench of the undead goblins remains in the mana. So it is clear there is truth to your story."
"And thus, on a similar, fateful matter, all poltergeists were vanquished," Yumi said with a huff, "Leaving only the echoes of their whispers in the shadows of eternity, as the Master of the estate plunged them into light."
"A famous harpy called Eulia saw undead taking over the forest, and then that there weren't any there anymore. In case you want to ask around for proof." Mel said with some courage.
"Oi, don't forget the Bandit King. You just got the bounty for that nobhead, guv." Cattleya meowed.
"I see." Justus nodded, beginning to be swayed.
"My Master John Doe is a man whose name I'm unworthy to have on my lips. He is trustworthy and that shall uphold justice wherever he goes." Your Holy Knight spoke, a reverence in her voice as she defended you. "But to do this, he must have what is his by right and by law."
"I cannot think ill of any Master who wouldst sway the mind of a Holy Knight— one with such clear devotion, at that." The Preceptor closed his eyes. "So be it." He opened them again, facing straight at you. "I shall be glad to declare your lands as worthy of your ownership: the Order of the Jagged Sword shall give you its blessing and missive shall be sent to the Grand Master of all the Orders in regards to my decision, posthaste." You feel like you just accomplished something important.
Your Holy Knight gave a sigh of relief. You honestly felt same— with the added emotion of being grateful Gerty was with you. She, as a one raised by a place like this one, was able to effectively reason with those that shared her background. She looked at you and smiled.