"Yes, this is a difficult problem. Earlier, you said there was an organization in the world that cared about all living things, but what the hell do they eat and live for?
"... it's called a plant."
"That's a funny story, too. Do you mean plants don't recognize life? If that's what you mean, see?"
Elle pointed hollow with his right forefoot.
"Look at this space - take a look. You may not see it in your eyes, but there are creatures in the air."
"Oh, you're a microbe, aren't you?
"Bye. We breathe and live. That means you're taking these guys into your body and killing them without knowing it. What did they think of that?
"... you probably haven't touched that."
"I guess so. That means they keep the line. Everything that lives and lives, it doesn't mean it lives and lives other creatures."
"It's a biocide... but isn't there a life you can't help but kill to live and a life you don't?
"There is. But what happened to it? Whatever the reason, it doesn't change the fact that I'm going to kill you?
"Nah, I'm not asking you to give me an answer right away. But let's think about it. I wonder where the line is for you. Because sooner or later you'll be forced to make a choice somewhere. Whatever you are, you are a peculiar part of this world..."
Two.
"Looks like you're awake."
Opening the door, Upak, the village chief of the Polokur tribe, entered the room where Gaius and the others were with a zero grin.
"Um, good morning. You lords are just so quick. We had plenty of sleep."