Savannah smiled again. "In fact, this armor was a gift, but I'm not poor, as I wasn't poor back when I served under the Ghosts. However, doubting my word meant you called me honourless, which is a grave insult, especially in Kusari. But killing you in a duel would be unfair, general. Besides, I'm not offended by those who have so little to say anyway."
"You claim to be a leader, yet you have nothing to say to those who aren't already in your cell. You are unable to do anything constructive, all you do is avoiding and destroying. This is not a way for freedom, but you don't care, do you? You didn't even deny anything I said." Savannah shrugged.
"Military should stay away from politics. Mixing the two on a large scale inevitably results in military finding an internal enemy among its own people. This is not something Matsuda-sama died for. This is a slap in the face of any Chrysanthemum."
"I'll give you a benefit of choice. The Council will be lenient to your ignorance of the ways of Matsuda and your general lack of vision. Your Cell will be recognized as a separate independent cell of the Golden Chrysanthemum movement based on Morioka. You will not burden yourself with considerations about Kusarian society which is beyond the scope of your knowledge and understanding." Savannah kept looking at Kiri intently.