Just blood, sweat and tears!

Are we supposed to accept the existence of something like that?!

Are we supposed to accept the existence of something like that?

Misa, I'm going to tell you about a certain place. I want you to dig up something from there when no one is watching.

Don't treat her like some other object!

Don't presume to voice your worthless thoughts.

Don’t finish his sentences! That’s creepy!

Osaka, a town where money talks! Cash-crazy Osaka!

Those damned witches! When will it end?! Look what they've done to her! Are they not satisfied?!

Well, now that you mention it, there is something I've been trying to get my hands on.

Even Tullius may be forced to talk sense in the face of such a threat.

He might find something good in there. One man's trash is another's treasure.

Is that what you call it? In the Legion we would have called it ""useless."" Look how brittle the metal is!

Oh I get it. ""It's missing so Grelka must have it."" I wish this town would stop pointing their fingers at me.

Of course it is! After all, I am a traveling merchant. But make no mistake, I've many interesting wares on offer.

I know the Claws. To them, power is a question of strength, ruthlessness. This is the only way.