"Flash Feiti? Steadfast Locke? These native undead creatures sure have arbitrary names." Negris couldn't help but comment.
As soon as Ange mentioned this name, Durken and Anthony fell into thought, as if their memories had been struck by something, some forgotten things gradually came back to them.
On hearing Negris's words, Durken frowned and hesitated, "It seems that I gave them their names, are you criticizing me?"
"Ah? No, no, no, by arbitrary I meant casual and freely given, the kind that sounds pleasant and nice to hear." Negris hastily denied.
"Feel free to criticize. I just named them casually—it is indeed arbitrary. What the name is doesn't matter, the important thing is the nickname. I remember now, 'Flash' means that when it moves, it's like a flash of light." Durken muttered.
Negris nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. Are you letting him criticize you or not?
