"You..."
"Ah!"
"Is this your house?"
Looking at the green-haired witch Schierke as she walked down from the second-floor balcony of the treehouse, her face expressionless, then at the beautiful courtyard around them, which his reckless actions had just left in complete disarray, Guts came to his senses. Realizing he'd done something stupid and had surely upset the owner, he put away his weapon and hurriedly offered an awkward, sheepish explanation:
"Well..."
"Sorry, we didn't mean to..."
Whether he'd meant to was debatable. At any rate, Guts was sure he'd stumbled in "unintentionally," and by now he'd almost finished chopping everything up. If she'd shown up a little later, he might not only have cut down all those monsters that looked like Apostles' lackeys, but even made his way into her house.
"Liar!"
"Miss Schierke, I'm telling you, he did it on purpose!"
"I told him there was someone living here and not to mess around, but he barged right in anyway. This is all his fault!"
o(*｀ー)o
As soon as Guts finished speaking, Annie bluntly contradicted him. Once the green-haired witch reached the courtyard and came over to them, Annie loudly tattled on him, threw him under the bus, and did her best to clear herself of any blame.
"!!"
At that, Guts's face darkened.
"..."
But Guts quickly hit back.
First he gave Annie a meaningful look, then he glanced past her at the pile of scorched stones and dirt, which was still radiating heat and glowing with embers. He didn't say a word, but the implication in his one eye was plain enough.
"!!"
!(;o)o
"That was self-defense!"
(`^)
"I was just standing there! I didn't go over to them. They came after me and wouldn't listen when I tried to explain, so I had to burn