Request for Help

"...How did I end up like this..."

I look at the crazy woman muttering in despair in front of me.

Is that really a Sword Saint?

No matter how I look at her, she doesn't seem much like one.

At least, the Sword Saints I'd seen were... How should I put it? A little more impressive. You'd expect a Sword Saint to be more noble, more committed to noblesse oblige, and even if they were selective about their disciples, once they accepted one, they'd teach them with everything they had.

She's very different from what I expected.

I'm disappointed, Master. Your personality leaves much to be desired.

"You've got a rotten personality."

"You're the one who tied me up and threatened me. You don't get to say that, do you?"

The woman looks at me, muttering as if she's furious...