Chương 270: Tough Shit

Miyamoto Otsu bowed to Hercules after getting up before gliding back to her husband's side gently. Miyamoto Musashi spoke up again.

"As I told the Servant PAWN, I believe tea is best for a conversation between warriors. Tempers would rise, minds would cloud, and reason would degrade if we subjected ourselves to the liquid poison that is alcohol. So, perhaps some other time, in a less important gathering."

Hercules released a deep gruff at what Miyamoto Musashi said before he looked down at the cup of steaming green liquid. He just pushed it away and crossed his arms.

"So what is it you called us here for? I'm not really interested in talking, but I decided to come due to the circumstances. None of us here can attack the other without revoking our nonaggression agreement, therefore leaving you open to attacks from the others. If you waste my time, then this truce is over."

Musashi smiled.