Captain Bune is conducting an interrogation.

"I see. Understood. You’re free to go." "...Huh? W-wait a minute, Bune. It hasn't even been three minutes since the interrogation started, has it?" "Like I said, it's already over. So, you can go." "No, no, no! Just hold on a second! You hardly asked me anything yet! Shouldn't you be asking things like, 'Are you actually hiding something?' or 'You were in cahoots with that old man, weren't you?'" "I did ask. I asked, 'What were you doing there with Lord Berith?' and 'Did you see anything at that location?' You answered that you hadn't seen anything because Lord Berith had summoned you and you were giving him a piggyback ride in the forest thicket. That testimony is enough." "Hey now... that’s not really an interrogation; it’s just a routine check. Is that really all it takes?" "Unlike that old man—who seems made of nothing but lies—you aren't the type to tell clumsy falsehoods. In your case, that testimony was sufficient. ...Though, I do think you ought to be a bit more selective about who you associate with from now on. Stop trusting that shady old man. He’s one of the Demon World’s premier con artists—cunning enough to defy even the multiple layers of magic seals the Magic Bureau uses to suppress innate abilities." "Well... I can't deny that. (^_^;) By the way, what were *you*—a member of the Royal Guard—doing deep in that forest? That old guy took advantage of the chaos to slip away, so I have absolutely no idea what was actually going on..." "Ah, you’d best not ask any more about that. Not that I’d answer you anyway. Even if you did hear it, do you have the confidence to keep your mouth shut?" "…In that case, it’s probably best I don’t ask. I have absolutely no confidence that I could keep my mouth shut once I heard it. (-_-;)" There are things in this world that must never be known. There is knowledge that must never be acquired. Even for him—one of the Seventy Two Pillars.