(This book was previously titled The Godbound Journey)
A certain tavern
Man: What's the most important thing a man needs?
Crowd: Balls!
Aier: ?
Man: Besides balls!
Crowd: Two balls!
Aier: ??
Man: Are balls all you need?
Crowd: You need a sword! A rock-hard sword!
Aier: ???
Aier: Wait! Hold on! The wheels are running over my face!
Aier: My balls are alive!
Crowd: So are everyone else's! (glares angrily)
Aier: My sword is alive too!
Crowd: So is everyone else's! (grabs weapons)
Aier: ...Never mind. You explain it to them.
Five minutes later
Aier: I told you, both the balls and the sword in my family are alive... This is starting to sound really wrong.
(He slung his pack over his shoulder.)
Aier: Boss, the juice was great. Here's the money for the tavern damages. I'm off!
(The place was a mess. Tables and chairs lay broken, and everyone who'd been shouting now had a pair of black eyes.)
Black-Eyed Man: So, whose aren't alive? (barely able to speak)
Crowd: Yeah, whose aren't? (barely able to speak)
Aier, walking away: The more I think about it, the less sense it makes. There's definitely something wrong with this contract.
Two Balls, One Sword (a benevolent yet polite smile)
