The expressions of the dukes turned sour for a moment and they appeared worried. But the duchesses seemed to not care at all.
Serenthia in particular, was looking at Enigma since a while.
'One more minute? What can I talk? Fuck.' Varian suppressed his bubbling anxiety and tried to think of a topic.
Unfortunately, interesting topics weren't relevant and relevant topics weren't interesting. The misery.
As his thoughts spun and tried to think of a solution, a violent breeze blew and a silhouette appeared in the sky out of nowhere.
"Phew, I wasn't late, was I?" Duke Micheal looked left and right with a big smile. His body was drenched in blood and he looked like a butcher who jumped into the remains of the slaughtered animals.
The smell of death around him was so heavy that the Death Giant path felt overwhelmed for a moment.
"Oh boy, you exited already? How's Cradle?" He landed down next to the duke trio and asked with an excited smile.
