Those Who Do Not Decide (before battle)
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Aw, shit.
... That was a warning shot, sir.
... I heard you curse under your breath.
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They're...
How disrespectful of you to tell such a bald-faced lie to your senior.
Apologies. ... Please, I humbly beg for your assistance in my absolution.
Of course. Present your tongue.
... Gah!
... That incomprehensible exchange between the pair was soon followed by the sight of a severed tongue rolling in the dirt.
Ew...
... The Thumb.
Please allow me to speak, as my partner no longer has the means to do so.
Your present company, including Manager Dante, their companions, and master Jia Baoyu, may not pass beyond this area.
Uh... what did he just call Hong Lu...?
Given the present circumstances, they're treating Hong Lu as Baoyu of the Jia family and not a Sinner of the LCB.
It's logical to assume that the young master of a prestigious house ranks higher than a Soldato, who are just grunts of the Thumb.
W-well, can Hong Lu just ask him to move, then...?
... Them showin' us respect now don't mean shite. They won't let us through.
I've heard stories, but... I didn't think they'd be this fixated with the ranks and hierarchies. It's almost...
... to the point where it's just plain weird.
Please understand that the underboss has ordered us to treat anyone passing this area as our enemy.
Our orders were to execute all individuals attempting to do so anyway, including our former allies. So I implore you to please turn around and leave this place.
We would greatly appreciate your cooperation.
Um... sorry, we can't do that.
Then... I'm sorry to say that we have no choice but to stop you by any means.
Lei Heng... he must've set up this ambush.
They were prepared... They weren't going to accept any other result than what they had in mind anyway.
... Taking into account Limbus Company's standing, and LCB's position within their organization... you, a mere Sinner, mentioning master Lei Heng's name is a crime punishable by the removal of your tongue -
... No. Your punishment will begin with crushing your lower jaw.
I.F. Shouldn't have expected a trivial little thing like a Soldato to know his place. You don't have enough tongues to lose for this disrespect.
... We're not getting anything out of them.
These idiots'll jump off a cliff if their superior told them to.
But aren't they usually your favorite kind of people, Outis?
There once was a time when I used to think highly of their strategic decision to maintain such a rigidly stratified hierarchy system.
But now I know that it was never a strategic 'decision' at all, but a brainless obsession of idiots who refuse to decide for themselves.
... Let's see if you can keep babbling like that when we cut off your tongue.