"Hehe... hahaha... hahahahaha!"
Hephaestus couldn't stop laughing, looking at Saint Martial who was silent with his head down, the more he laughed, the happier he became, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
"It was an accident!"
"I used to be able to beat him!"
"Who knows why this guy suddenly got stronger, both his health and tankiness improved, otherwise I could have beaten him! You understand? I used to beat him!" Saint Martial emphasized unwillingly.
"Ah yes, yes, yes, it was just an accident, our Battle God is the strongest, hahaha! How could I not believe you?"
Hephaestus patted Saint Martial on the shoulder and then said with a cheeky grin, "Nice, you did well today, not only did you show me something good, but you're also giving me gifts, you're really a good person."
"...."
Saint Martial's eyes widened with fury, feeling the urge to drag this guy out and beat him up.
"Don't be mad, I recorded it."
"You're a son of a...?"
