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Garville did not trust his eloquence, but he trusted the madness of the inner world. He strongly suspected that the Darkness Knight and the Death Knight had both tired of their fight and were waiting for a third party to step in and give them an excuse to call a truce.
Garville believed that as the Moonlight Knight, he was entitled to and obligated to take on the role. Then he would give the Death Knight a beautiful woman so that the Death Knight could give her to the Darkness Knight at dinner to resolve their conflict.
“Have you caught Filomina?”
“...” xN
“Trash. What use do you serve?!”
Garville’s eyes turned crimson, but then, in the heat of the moment, he thought of something and hurriedly calmed himself, gripping White Night Creed. The red in his eyes gradually faded, drawing the envy of the elites at the table.
Divine artifacts could counter negativity. They all wished they could get their hands on the weapon.
Wayne looked at White Night Creed from afar. One of his tentacles writhed as he chanted silently, Come, bow.
It was more than ineffective; it had no effect at all. White Night Creed didn’t even respond, as if they were...
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