Man: These are the ones who trespassed yesterday, Lord Tram.
Tram: (...) How surprising... These children are really their comrades...?
Rif: (grumbles) What are you talking about, I'm not a child…
Rif: What do you mean, ‘their comrades?’ Why did you feel the need to put us through all of this?!
(Something catches Killfith's attention. Anise walks up.)
Anise: You want to know why, do you...? Ha! I can think of a couple of good reasons.
Rif: It's you...! But what are you doing here...?
Tram: Anise, are you feeling better already?
Anise: I am, thanks to your assistance, Tram.
-Once it got out that I had escaped from her cohorts, these guys started chasing me, even diving into the river after me… but honestly, that’s the last thing I remember…
Tram: You drifted all the way up here, and I don't believe it was by accident. Magdorad helped you of his own volition.
-He couldn't help but want to save you.
Rif: I don't believe it, you guys are friends...!
Anise: Friends... well...
Tram: That's right, Anise is our friend! And you are the friends of our enemies!
-She stuck with you all this time just to ensure that neither the village nor I would be deceived by your lies!
-(to Anise) Don't worry, no one feels any bitterness towards you. No matter what, this will always be your home.
Rif: (annoyed) Wait a minute here! What are you talking about? We don't have anything to do with Anise or her friends!
-What are you accusing us of, anyway? You said she protected the village from us! What exactly did we ever do to you?!
Tram: Don't try to play me for a fool. As Voijin's underlings, you know very well what he did to Louise Village…
-Don't tell me you've forgotten!
Rif: Voijin's underlings...? What are you talking about?
Anise: Ha! Did you hit your head so hard you forgot your own boss’s name?
-However, if you pretend that you’ve forgotten how you attacked this village, I won't let it slide so easily!
Rif: How dare you accuse me of something like that when you were the ones who attacked Murno's Village!
Tram: (!) What...?
Rif: Listen to me! I'm a Craftknight! I've never met this Voijin person…
-And I’ve certainly never attacked any villages!
Tram: (puzzled) Craftknight?
Rif: I forge weapons side-by-side with Killfith. I had a hammer with me when you found me, right?
Tram: Hammer? Ah, yes. You had it because you're a Craftknight?
Rif: Yes! A hammer is a Craftknight's life! So give it back!
Tram: (turns to the white-haired man, uncertain) Is that true, Gallahan?
Gallahan: For Craftknights, blacksmiths, or anyone who takes part in smithing, a hammer is indeed their life and livelihood.
Tram: (sweatdrops) Well, you may be a Craftknight as you say.
Rif: I am a Craftknight!
Tram: But do you have any proof that you're not Voijin's accomplices?
Killfith: (...) Well? Say something already.
Rif: Shut up, I'm thinking.
Murno: Please listen to us! Rif is telling you the truth!
-We don't know anyone called Voijin. How could we possibly be his comrades?
-My village was attacked by Anise and some others, so I was running away... She was the one chasing me!
Tram: She was chasing you? Why?
Murno: Because of what I was carrying with me... Govan's Demon Stone.
Murno: The demon stone is a trigger for disaster. Please, you have to return it to me before any misfortune visits upon this village.
Tram: The demon...?
-Miss Murno, would you mind explaining to the two of us exactly what this is about?
Murno: I don't mind.
Rif: Wait, Murno?
Murno: Don't worry about me. Killfith, you too, okay?
Killfith: (looking away, troubled) Tch… who on earth is worrying?
Anise: (annoyed) What is this farce?! What will you do if these children already know about Lord Nushi?
-If we don't do something about these brats quickly...
Gallahan: And how exactly do you intend to deal with them in such short order?
-Do you want to dye yourself in the same blood red as Voijin and his men, dealing with matters as they would deal with them?
-Then, what should be done with them?
Gallahan: What indeed...
-Perhaps I should test them to see if they really are Craftknights.
Rif: Test us… does that mean you know what it means to be a Craftknight?
Gallahan: Not exactly… however, I’ve worked as a blacksmith for longer than you’ve been alive.
Rif: I got it… in other words, you want us to prove our worth!
Killfith: If that’s what you want…
Gallahan: As you've said, little miss. Now, follow me.