The sorrow expressed by the gentleman at that time caught Lyle's attention; he didn't even notice the reporter sneaking away. Over the next few days, his state of mind remained the same.
The Necromancer Figure Club had just been established. Mr. Law gave the Magical Beast Breeding Society three days to clear out their activity room, so for the time being, they couldn't hold any club activities. However, Shiny seemed to have really made a sparkling connection with the Demon Race.
"Shiny, did you just recommend the Spine Wheel to the Demon Race?"
"Of course, with the Prince of the Black Abyss as the endorser, how could they not be tempted?"
"I recall the Demon Race are creatures, too. Have you thought of a solution for the dizziness?"
"No, if they vomit just riding in a vehicle, what kind of Demon Race are they? How embarrassing."
