Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 783 - 681: Even a Dog Would Kick Lanci When it Comes By_5



Chapter 783 - 681: Even a Dog Would Kick Lanci When it Comes By_5

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Before them, a tall figure had appeared at some unknown time, nearly blocking out the sunlight.

"Miss, may I ask if your butler has brown hair and green eyes?"

The figure in front of the sofa had deep crimson eyes that sparkled with a teasing light, ignoring Enon completely and directing the inquiry only to Christina.

He was dressed in a black satin coat, his long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, and his pale and delicate face was tinted with a wild beauty.

It was none other than the Demon Race lord of the 7th sector, Astrophel.

"..."

Christina averted her gaze.

She remembered that it was Rocky, the butler, who had gone to give this lord of the Demon World a blackeye, resulting in his defeat by Sergeant Nigel.

Despite having stood far away that day, it was unlikely that she had escaped the notice of this lord of the Demon World, Astrophel; now Rocky was quite famous at the Sacred Silvervine arena. A little investigation into a brown-haired, green-eyed man in a butler’s attire who was also quite strong would quickly lead to their Bathist family’s butler.

"I don’t know where he is."

Christina responded with a feigned ignorant expression, sweat beading on her forehead.

"Really? I was careless last time. Next time I see him..."

Simply speaking, veins were popping on Astrophel’s forehead.

He had never faced an opponent who used such despicable means to defeat him without getting a clear look at them.

"I really don’t know where he is; he took the day off."

Christina repeated once again.

"You’re lying, aren’t you? Tell me his whereabouts, and don’t let me find out he’s just hiding in this arena."

"He really isn’t here!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Skycrown Hall.

Nigel noticed the direction of Christina and furrowed his brows.

"Duke Tiffany, I would like to step away for a moment to have a word with an acquaintance."

Nigel grew up alongside his mentor’s twin daughters, like siblings.

Now only the older sister remained.

Nigel dared not see her because her presence reminded him of the sister he had personally killed.

"It doesn’t matter to me whether you go or not."

Astrophel shrugged nonchalantly.

After all, Nigel was quite unwelcome among the Demon Race for being an executioner for the humans.

Lord Perlman’s birthday celebration for his daughter was scheduled for the following Sunday.

It also coincided with the evening the Platinum Level Card Maker test ended.

"Although theoretically, you can bring a friend, I suppose you don’t have any trustworthy friends among humans, since you’re a traitor yourself."

Astrophel’s voice carried pity, as if unable to understand why Nigel wasted so many years among humans.

"Think what you will."

Nigel simply stared down at the invitation.

"Nigel, I’ve heard you’ve been investigating behind The Senate’s back recently, but let me tell you secretly, the ’Parlony’s Grudge Record’ might be in The Senate’s hands. Don’t forget which side you truly belong to, and don’t let humans make a complete fool of you."

As Astrophel walked past, he patted Nigel’s shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"..."

Nigel remained silent, offering no response to the Demon World lord Astrophel.

"Uh, what if I heard some things I wasn’t supposed to?"

Christina retreated a little, her voice tinged with apprehension.

She was worried she had overheard secrets she wasn’t meant to.

"What can you do about it if you heard?"

Astrophel’s cold gaze sent a shiver down Christina’s spine, and she froze in place.

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