Seizing the opportunity, Myne quickly regains his composure and throws on a pitiful act. "Fenrir, you're even more stingy than my bastard father-in-law! There's literally an entire ocean's worth of magic water under your cave, yet you scold me for taking a little bit? I never expected this from you. I'm so disappointed."
"Humph," Fenrir scoffed and spoke with a voice full of disgust. "If you truly believe that I have the power to hold this amount of magic water in my hand by myself, then you're simply overestimating my capabilities. I can indeed use a small portion of it, the one you see in our cave, but that's all. The rest has nothing to do with me. I'm merely a guardian, acting under the orders of its true owner. You could say I manage it. Several races reside in this mysterious ocean, working for the real owner. My job is to ensure they work diligently and avoid causing trouble."
