"Hahaha, it's fine, it's fine. Roxy doesn't mind, does she?"
"That may be true, but I still feel guilty toward Roxy and Eris..."
"What's so strange about a man having three wives and four concubines?"
But as soon as he said it, Cain glanced back and saw Neris behind Zoldat. She wore a pleasant smile, though a vein was bulging on her forehead.
Zoldat was drunk and hadn't noticed Neris walk up behind him...
That expression... Neris looked a little angry.
She had meant to surprise Zoldat, but it looked like the surprise was turning into a nasty shock.
"Honestly, I'm pretty jealous of you, Cain. If I could just..."
"Zoldat, maybe stop there... You're drunk. Let's drink another day."
"No way! I'm just a little jealous. Neris is great, but if I had one more... Heh heh heh~"
Cain watched Zoldat drool and swallowed hard. Neris's hand had already settled on the hilt of her sword.
He quickly elbowed Zoldat and gave him a look that said he couldn't explain.
"Hey, what was that for? Don't think you can hit me whenever you want just because you're the Sword God!
Want to spar? I've been training hard too. I can take one move from you! No, half a move would be no problem."
Cain sighed helplessly, took hold of Zoldat's head, and slowly turned it to the side.
Once Zoldat saw Neris behind him, smiling pleasantly with a vein bulging on her forehead, Cain quietly stepped aside and left him to it.
In his heart, he held three seconds of silence for his good friend.
"H-honey, let me explain! Aaaah!"
The drunken flush vanished from Zoldat's face as he sobered up in an instant. He raised his hands in surrender, but the next second, Water King Neris pinned him