章節 37: Litch, The Desert Snake

"Is there something I can do?"

"What do you mean?" I asked back as I made a show of swinging my saber.

"Master, I feel as if you are ignoring me." Hund replied.

"Why so?"

"... Did I do something wrong, Master?" 

I looked at the man, utterly confused. "No. At least, nothing of note to me."

"If I may be so bold, may I prepare your armor?" 

How pushy, contrary to Hund's usual behavior. What's with my disciples? Why are they all acting out of character?

"I have no need for armor, Hund."

"But! The man you are fighting, he—" Hund was cut off when Alva invited himself into the room.

"What's with the long wait?"

As soon as I saw him, I immediately felt uncomfortable. "I am preparing." I smoothed out, cleaning my sword.

Alva hummed in reply. "Oh, Hund. Dustan says he needs help with his bandages."

I frowned. "What now?"