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[h2][b]Cerzelium Orchelas[/b][/h2]
[i]Street in 7th Arrondisement, Core District[/i]
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To make another hurt is evil. 

To take another's life is evil.

To end another's dream is evil.

An Orchelas cannot be evil.

Yes, undoubtedly, evil is to be rejected. Slough off the shackles of sin and ascend. Strive forwards as shining monuments to the purity of human will, reason, and love. Prosper, flourish, and be fruitful. Offer a hand to the needy. Offer a smile to the hated. Become as a god.  Such precious brilliance is something befitting mankind. 

...But at the same time- Terrifying and fearful negative thoughts, and things that can certainly be called evil. These have also been gathered in this world. Even if it is justified, killing will always be evil. 

It is certainly tragic that he was in this city. At the point where he chose to come to this place, he chose to commit evil.

[i]Oh, great one, brought to the Seat of God. 

My dearest ancestor. Artificial Divinity of the Orchelas. 

-I announce: Here is my oath.[/i]

Before the pair of knights atop a building, a pair approached on the street below. A pair of men, one brimming with youth and one weighed down by age. A Master and a Servant.

...but, no, something was wrong. Even though a human was standing beside what was certainly a Servant, those weakest ripples of a magus's presence rolling off of his form, Noon's Command Spells did not react. The one before him certainly lacked anything of the sort.

In other words, the Master before him was either a fraud, or, even more unthinkable, he had already been forced to sacrifice all three of his Command Spells by the third night. But, for that to already occur, just what had-

"Sir Noon Triswich, your reputation precedes you. It is a pleasure. And the same holds for you, of course, sir Knight. I have hoped to meet you for quite some time now."

As if to dispel any such questions, the elderly human gave a warm smile as he called out. There was not a trace of derision or enmity in his expression and voice; it seemed that he was genuine, that he well and truly considered it a pleasure to meet the two of them here and now.

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cerzelium, representing the Orchelas family. If you would like to fight, then so be it, but I would rather at least some manner of conversation before we resort to such things. I confess, stories of knights have always fascinated me."

Standing atop the building, men bound by duty.

Standing on the street below, men bound by love.