This time, it was much easier.
Due to the details their Master had given them, they were able to set up a proper ambush, making it much easier for them to succeed at their goal this time.
"Owl you bastard, that old man would have killed you if not for me."
"No oh! Our work is divided into Scart. Just keep watch over our backs."
"Just for that, three fingers the next time you sleep."
"It's for a reason like that, then I can't hand over the Saint to you."
"But why? It's not like it's going to hurt him. Didn't the master say to treat him however we want as long as he is away from those bastards?"
"That is just a test you fool. He will probably punish you for your insolence if you try to pull something on the Saint."
"Yeah yeah, still boasting as if you know the intentions of the Master." Scart spit to the side, showing some discontent.
