"I knew that bastard had it out for me. If it weren't for Uncle Sokya's sake, I would've dealt with him long ago!" After giving the order, Solam explained to Philip and Digla why he was throwing that guy into a cesspit.
From the very first glance Solam had taken at Evans, he could tell that the man was hostile toward him. As for why, Solam had no idea. Every time they met afterward, Evans's words were always polite on the surface but barbed underneath. Though they could not hurt Solam, they still made him hate the man.
This time, Solam had not gone looking for trouble, yet the guy had come after him instead. He could not blame Solam for making a move.
"Alas!" Watching Evans being carried away by the Unseen Servants, someone finally could not hold back any longer. Ai Newman sighed and waved a hand. No one saw what he did, but the four Unseen Servants vanished in an instant, and Evans, whom they had been carrying, dropped to the ground.
"Lord Solam, don't make trouble. You should at least consider Lord Sokya's dignity, shouldn't you?" If Solam really threw Evans into a cesspit, Sokya would be utterly humiliated. Ai Newman had no particular friendship with Sokya, but he could not simply stand by and let such a thing happen.
"Tch! That brat was probably counting on that, which was why he kept trying to embarrass me again and again. Too bad I don't indulge him!" Solam felt that he had already shown considerable restraint toward the man. If someone else had kept making snide remarks in front of him, Solam would have beaten them up long ago. But that did not mean he would let just anyone order him around.
Ai Newman had no intention