"Old fart, I didn't know you had that kind of taste. Not only did you watch a four-meter-tall fatty swinging that way with a small elf and a second fatty, but you even recorded it," Evan said, looking at Octavius as if he were looking at garbage. "Disgusting."
"???" Literal question marks appeared around Octavius as he couldn't understand why Evan was looking at him in such a way.
"Are you misunderstanding something? I don't know what it means to swing that way, but I didn't record anything. I just blackmailed that giant by using the lives of his comrades," Octavius said while gritting his teeth because, for some reason, the way Evan was looking at him was really pissing him off.
"Huh?" Evan was stunned when he heard Octavius and looked at him with a suspicious expression. "You're saying you didn't catch that fatty swinging that way and recorded his deed?"
