"Esteemed Master..." The eyes of the red-robed bishop and Gaxia, the Dragon Knight, fell on Master Puskas together.
"It might not be a bad thing for Joan of Arc to travel with a Dragon Shaman. The jokes from the Shaman can be dismissed, the young ones shouldn't bear grudges, especially when they are so talented." Master Puskas' dull eyes suddenly sparkled, glancing at Liu Zhenhan with expectation. "I knew a Shaman from your Bimon Kingdom many years ago, his name was Mourinho. I haven't heard from him in years, how is our little Swan doing now?"
"Thank you for asking after my father, he is doing well." Gortani, hearing that the person was an old friend of her father's, quickly answered humbly.
"So you are Little Mou's daughter?" Saint Chiao, the Mage, blinked his big eyes and laughed heartily, "That's fabulous! Perfect for you to look after Joan."
"Master..." The Dragon Knight Gaxia was getting more and more uneasy with the conversation.
