Chapter 194: Meat of the conversation

"Ah, that's because of my principles."

"Principles?" Tristan asked confusedly.

This is like the 17000th time this guy has got confused. I worry about his cognition.

"Principles are rules and beliefs that govern your behaviour. You can also think of them as laws that you impose upon yourself in order to decide how you should act in a particular situation."

Jesus, why do I have to teach such basic things to him? What am I, a walking dictionary?

These are the modern times, goddamnit. Just google shit like that, Tristan.

Wait, what year is it?

"I know what principles are," Tristan said exasperatedly. "I'm asking what that has to do with you pretending to be Azell."

Goddamnit, Tristan.