章 168: Regret ( II )

"Ha," Ruenti said, sitting back against the chair, "What the hell was that?"

Asterias also felt himself stew in his own frustration. Why were there so many enemies? He sunk back down into his chair, running his fingers through his white tresses. How exhausting. Aristele sat quietly watching the scene before he finally spoke up, "That's the Archbishop, what relationship does he have with my sister?"

"Finally saying she's your sister?" Asterias shot back, snidely.

Ruenti gave him a warning look as Aristele's eyes narrowed, "Y—"

"Gentleman," Ruenti said, green eyes narrowing as he exhaled, "You guys should wait to fight until this is all over. Don't you think?"

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