"Uh, no." The elder waved his hand.
"Since you've come here, you are now my person."
"Listen well, your daily task is to completely wipe down every single sword in the Hidden Sword Pavilion."
"Remember, every time you finish wiping a sword, you must perfectly and tightly close it back into its scabbard."
"If you feel physically unwell while wiping them, you can stop and continue the next day."
Saying this, the elder stood up, leaning on his brownish cane, he led Alex deeper into the cavern.
Arriving before a separate, partitioned-off cave dwelling, he said, "This is your living quarter. If you get hungry, go hunt in the woods yourself. If you get thirsty, fetch water from halfway up the mountain."
"If you hear any sounds in the dead of night, shut your door tightly and absolutely do not come out."
"Otherwise, this old man won't be collecting your corpse."
After giving these few simple instructions, the elder waved his hand, turned around, and left.
