Chapter 102. Lancelot Sustains Severe Injuries

"Hubert!"

Startled by Canis’s sudden shout, Hubert turned: "Yes?"

But before he could get another word in, he was pulled back by Canis, who glared at Lancelot and said: "Stop being so chummy with that lecherous rascal."

The edges of Hubert’s lips curled into a smirk, amused. If Canis found Lancelot lecherous, what did that make Hubert himself? Was this an instance of brotherly favoritism where one’s faults are ignored?

"We’re just teasing each other." Hubert clarified.

"It doesn’t matter. No means no." Canis replied, finding a justification to keep Hubert close by, leaving Lancelot to lead the way.

Lancelot’s playful mood was disrupted, and he grumbled: "Better a man of passion than a prude like you."

"What did you just say?" Canis retorted, ready to pounce.

Laughing provocatively, Lancelot dodged Canis’s attack, leaving him to brood over the fact that Lancelot would