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Mute, that name was unfamiliar to Amberser.
After the president of the Elegy Poetry Society made an appearance last time, this member code-named Mute spoke a few words.
All Undead are mad, each in their own way. Amberser wasn't the type to be good at making friends, so he didn't make private contact with them to avoid any taboos.
Unexpectedly, Withered Rose actually started chatting with this Mute.
However, even Withered Rose didn't seem to know much about Mute's specific race, only that she claimed to have a considerable influence in the sea.
Amberser could only sigh, the Elegy Poetry Society truly was a place with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, each member a powerhouse. If not for his recent change in fortunes, Amberser might have been the least impressive member of the Elegy Poetry Society.
