"So what about Lorenzo? I thought he would come."
Yawei stood in one corner of the magnificent hall, where all the glory and splendor resided. Accompanied by the slow, soft chants of the ensemble, a warm, solemn power enveloped the place.
Arthur... or rather, Duke Phoenix, shook his head.
"We've temporarily isolated him. Although I trust the demon hunters, this resurrection is still too bizarre, far beyond our understanding. Both we and Lorenzo himself need a process of acceptance."
"A process of acceptance? I've heard about it. Actually, given Lorenzo's nasty personality, he probably didn't have much of a psychological reaction against it."
Yawei said.
Duke Phoenix glanced at the old butler, seemingly surprised that he knew Lorenzo so well, or at least was familiar with his nasty personality.
"Yes, to gain an extra life for free, this lunatic must be living happier than before."
