Light City's City Lord's Mansion, side hall.
Ockham, the platinum deacon, was enjoying the wine under the moonlight in a smooth and soft bathrobe.
"The wine you make from grapes is really delicious. If it weren't for it, I'm afraid I'd be a lot more bored in this plane.”
A muscular white man with a horn on his head and a golden tattoo on his arm smiled apologetically."It's my honor to be praised by Mr. Ockham. If you like it, I have some bottles in my manor.”
"Hahaha, Hopper, I like to communicate with sensible people like you. When the position of the City Lord of Light is elected, how about we go to your manor to celebrate?”
Ockham licked his lips. He began to miss the soft body of Hope's wife.
Hopper nodded repeatedly. It was precisely because of Ockham, who was at the fourth rank, that he was able to gain a foothold in New Frye Continent as a member of the Azure race.
