Fair can do it too. Besides, I just hope to impress the charming Ms. Balalaika with my sincerity."
A burst of mocking laughter came from the grave knight's visor: "Stian is the surname given to you by your mother, and Trofel is the nickname given to you by the Goat Demon. You actually disdain your mother's surname.
At first glance, he is indeed a disgusting bastard."
Stian's expression did not change due to the Tomb Knight's abuse, and he still maintained a delicate and elegant smile. The curvature of his lips, the frequency of his blinks, and even the control of his facial muscles seemed to have been carefully calculated.
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"Although I am indeed a hybrid of Neia and demons, I remember that the Undead Brigade is also made up of half-blood demons, right?" What Stian meant was that you and I are actually the same. If you call me a bastard, you
Pretty much the same.
The grave knight sneered: "At least, I won't become a pawn of the devil."
After the Grave Knight finished speaking, he ignored Stian. This difficult guy was driven away again and again, and came in again and again, just to stay here and hope that Balalaika could see him.
Moreover, Stian wanted Balalaika to see him, but it was not for his own sake, but for the sake of the goat demon who nicknamed him "Trofel".
The Goatman didn't dare to come himself, so he asked Stian to come for him.
The Neia clan, however, had an old relationship with Balalaika. Even though Balalaika was unwilling to make a deal with Stian, for the sake of the Nea clan, she did not force him to be expelled.
The Grave Knight ignored Stian and let him stand elegantly in front of the bar as a doorman.
He turned his head and looked at Angel.
Although Angel deliberately modified the features of his eyes, the Grave Knight still recognized his face. If it had been anyone else, he would have probably driven him out by now, but Angel's words... need to be treated differently.
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