COMTA

“There, there. I know you don’t like this guy’s face, but don’t just suddenly kill him.”
“What’s wrong with my face?”

“Be quiet, Horse Head. Want to die?” Foll said as she slapped Chastille’s butt.

“What about Nephy’s dress?”
“Mm. Isn’t it obvious that it’s beautiful?”
“...Master Zagan, that’s embarrassing.”

fact, they were clearly an ordinary person. And exactly for that reason, Zagan’s wariness grew stronger.
“How peculiar. Why is a bastard like you atop this boat?”