It was a question he wasn't posed with very often. Would he kill or would be spare the bandits? The job's details depended on the situation. Ban could threaten them just enough to make them stick away from Perdition's Rest for good or he could put his back into killing them to ensure their choice was moot. His answer was surprisingly mild.

"I'm immortal. They can't kill me, so I can make just about whatever decision I want when it comes to this. You know that's unfair, right?"

Ban stopped and turned to look to Yaoyorozu, a curious look in his eyes, "Your answer's much more important than mine since you don't have that benefit~. Do you think you can spare them all?"

To him, it wasn't simply training. Ban was, from a young age, a criminal. He had fought and stolen to survive most of his life and knew better than most that most people were on a razor's edge when it came to the risk of harm and death

"Without it coming back to bite somebody's ass?"