He glares at me as if I had insulted his ancestors. His slave crest begins to glow.
“Who would do anything to that brat?” (Naofumi)
“Are you saying my Atlas has no charm as a woman!?” (Fohl)
“For the love of… This is a pain! I really just have no interest in that!” (Naofumi)
“Liar!” (Fohl)
These siblings really are troublesome.
Though I say that…
To want to become my shield… what a strange child.