Not that I was about to stop them. This suited me.

“You have to bring your enemies low with a correct and just strategy. Otherwise, how are you any different from the cowardly scum who will sink to any means necessary?” the moron woman said.

“Hah!” Witch didn’t seem to like that either. It was a weird branch of logic, one that seemed to interchangeably weave together “correct” and “cowardly.” The main thrust seemed to be that she considered using a strategy as cowardly as this one and defeating enemies who didn’t know what was happening to make some kind of bad impression. She desired showing some level of respect for the enemy, and yet still defeating them with some kind of display of strength and justice.

Even if the greatest sage formed a mighty strategy, for the one beaten it was still just a cowardly attack. She was saying that no matter how good it might feel to perpetrate, she was dissatisfied with how cowardly this strategy had been.

I had trouble understanding it though. If that was her issue, then just come at us head-on—or realize your ambitions through discussion, even.

“Or what? We’ve set everything up for you, and you’re still going to let them defeat you? Pathetic. You seemed so strong and beautiful, so I came to you with this, but I’m quite disillusioned now,” S’yne’s sister said.

“Gah, very well! It’s not like we’re letting them leave alive, anyway. Telling them how to stop this would make things fair and square, right? So go ahead,” Witch spat and turned to look at us. “You’d better be thankful for this!”

We’d been weakened to this degree and then sat through a condescending lecture that didn’t reveal how to undo it all, and they called that “fair and square?” The only thing I could think of was that we had to get back the holy weapons from this world. I certainly wasn’t going to be thanking anyone for any of this either!

“If you want to return all weapons back to where they belong, you first need to recover and release the captured holy weapons,” the moron woman said. If what she had just said was true, getting back the captured holy weapons was our only choice.

It was time to make use of this opening they had presented. I just hoped it would work.

“What appallingly selfish logic,” I said.

“Indeed,” Glass chimed in. “I hardly have a response, having suffered all of this and yet also having it called ‘fair and square.’”