Rashi

Eiro locked eyes with the female Troll in front of him, and slowly turned his head around to look at his party members. They were clearly waiting for Eiro to say what the Troll told him, but even they were able to guess what was going on considering how the Troll was pulling herself toward the Demon.

Eiro turned back toward the Troll and shook his head, "That's not what I meant. I want you to become my servant, not my bride..."

"I can serve you as your bride..." She replied bluntly, and Eiro let out a deep sigh. He grabbed the Troll's arms and pushed them away from himself without much trouble, "I already have someone I love." Eiro told her.

The Troll looked at Eiro with a seductive expression, "She could not be more beautiful than me, could she?"

"She is. She's the fourth most beautiful woman I know." Eiro said bluntly, "I will say it again. You can become my servant, but never my bride. Will you still follow my strength?"