The word "food" was like a sharp thorn, jabbing at the nerves of every Goldeagle Beastman.
"That's right! Drake is the witch's partner. He formed a Contract with her years ago and even suffered a shattered Star Pattern! Shouldn't the witch be compensating us? Why is she so good to the Mer Clan?"
"Exactly! We want food, too! As much food as the Mer Clan!"
"The witch is playing favorites! She thinks the Goldeagle Clan can't compare to the Mer Clan!"
"..."
The Beastmen of the Goldeagle Tribe were hesitant at first, but perhaps having convinced themselves, their voices grew louder and louder until they nearly reached the airship.
Thorne's dark green eyes narrowed into slits as he glared toward the Goldeagle Tribe.
'He wouldn't allow anyone to slander Eva like this!'
However, just as Thorne was about to act, he heard Evangeline's calm, indifferent voice say, "Thorne."
