Logically speaking.
This thing was an immortal-level holy sword.
Even if Luo Jie was about to ascend to the heavenly Dao.
He didn't need to talk to her with such a humble attitude, did he?
The current Griffith was different from the previous high and mighty pig raising Sage sword.
She was like a fairy who had fallen from the clouds to hell.
It was easy for people to make bad associations ...
Don't misunderstand.
Roger was just purely suspicious of whether he was the real Griffith!
..
"No, no..."
Griffith stammered, "
"I've always treated you ... No, I mean, you quite well, haven't I?"
"I'm not afraid of you,"
Roger nodded thoughtfully.
"So you're afraid of my hand?"
He said.
His right hand quickly ravaged Griffith's body.
I beg you, stop touching me. It's itchy ...
Griffith became angry from embarrassment.
"Your intelligence-lowering hand is ineffective Against Me!"
Roger let out an 'Oh'.
