Daru frowned as he turned, locking gazes with an unusually tall and muscular male Veshari who had a scar on his nose, brown hair tied into a man bun, and a greatsword shaped like inverted scissors resting on his shoulders.
He instantly disliked Halphar because of his choice of words.
"I am not a b*tch. Didn't your mother tell you calling someone a b*tch is rude?" Daru reprimanded coldly, standing up and grabbing his tachi by the handle, ready to pull it out as needed. "Even I, who don't have a mother, know this. You should be ashamed."
"Cough!" Halphar choked on his saliva, not expecting Otsuna's response.
How the hell did the topic somehow drift into her not having a mother?!
"W-Well, my bad, then."
Caught off guard, the tall Veshari could only apologize, scratching his right cheek awkwardly.
"Fine, but never do it again." Daru followed up, shifting his focus to the Veshari reinforcement party.
There were at least twelve, including Halphar.
