Bab 1915: 1915. Incomplete

"That's not how it works!" King Elbas complained.

"How would it work then?" Sword Saint asked.

"I attracted her attention," King Elbas explained. "I get to fight her."

"That sounds stupid," Sword Saint commented. "Noah and Alexander switched roles last time."

"It still doesn't allow you to steal my opponent," King Elbas continued.

"I'm not stealing her," Sword Saint corrected. "I'm cutting her."

"How is that different?" King Elbas shouted in an exasperated tone.

"She's still yours," Sword Saint explained. "Just cut. The number of pieces depends on her."

King Elbas opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't think of anything fitting for that situation. The lack of sense of the last answer had defeated him. His desire to reach the ninth rank almost waned when he thought he had to spend it with those idiots.

"Why would you cut her if she already has an opponent?" King Elbas eventually decided to try a bit harder.