â⊠I see.â Perhaps Naoya was partially incorrect in his accusations. The programmer had lived long enough to recognize that no human was purely good nor evil. Human beings lived on a spectrum of fear and love, one part nature and two parts nurture. Was this being no exception? âHeh. Youâre an interesting one. You strive for humanityâs freedom and are willing to make compromises in order to achieve that goal. I suppose we are similar in our ideals,â he paused, choosing his words carefully. âDo not misunderstand me; I will not side with you. I think it best if we steer clear of one anotherr.â
      âHm... We have reached a mutual understanding and for that, I am glad. However, you make a fair point.â There was nothing left to be gained from their prolonged interaction. Whatever it was that Alcor originally sought -- the summoning program -- had already been taken through subterfuge and secrecy. Moreover, the absence of an Administrator System in this world meant he could not tamper with its natural course. His presence here was no more than a foolish mistake, one he intended to rectify immediately. âFear not, I've no desire to reshape this world. If you require nothing else of me, then I shall take my leave.â Customarily, that was his cue to disappear, but a moment's hesitation was all he needed to do what he actually said he would. And so, with a sly smile, he added, âYour program was instrumental to my plans. While you may not be inclined to accept my gratitude, I still aim to thank you. Therefore, thank you.â
