"Lord Derizno, it's an honor to see you."
"..."
Unbothered, Zoemi showed his professionalism as a trained attendant and bowed his back splendidly – although he didn't deactivate his discreet enchantments at all...
"Ah... Espine's attendant, you are here too, I don't pay attention to trivial things."
Xeonith responded, with a dismissive scoff as if he didn't consider the black-haired bo to be worthy of his attention.
"My lord, that's not a problem at all! As an attendant, it is my duty to take care of any unpleasant situation that might bother my master, no matter how annoying and pathetic it may be. What can I help you with?"
"...!"
Zoemi easily threw a shade at the brown-haired boy while managing to stay completely professional and technically in the clear...
...displaying that professional sassiness that his teacher liked to boast about...
|Now that I think about it, he might be quite an interesting teacher...|
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