Casa interrupted him: "When I saw you in the war, I couldn't imagine you as a person who is dedicated to peace. Scaric, I just want to know what great things you will do."
Scaric: "You're my best friend."
Kasa: "Yes. I will promote welfare for you..." He lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette. "Scaric, don't show a weak expression. Now you are the city lord and the savior in the hearts of the people - don't be laughed at as a savior and bullied by his attendants..."
Scaric: "That's just right. When people hear the name of Casa, they become frightened... -'Look, that's the Casa who bullied the savior.'"
After hearing this, Kasa and Scaric laughed together. Kasa: "You have an idea!"
Casa and Scaric couldn't find anything to say for a moment, so Casago turned his back and said, "I'm leaving." Scaric: "Goodbye, Casa. You will always be my friend, and the Holy City will always be open to you!" The people behind him all made clasped hands.
A few wisps of smoke curled up from him in the desert.
Casa's back became a line and a point in the desert.