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Chapter 32

Clavier sat by the bar, ordering another glass of Whisky. This bar was always crowded by the humans and not so much of his kind. This particular town knew the existence of his kind. Stefano’s name was well-known here. The daemon High Lord could be the evilest person or could be the kind person around here. That depended on the people he had to deal with. Clavier had witnessed the High Lord kill five men without batting his eyes — without lifting his fingers.

“A bad day for you, Master Hubert?” the bartender asked as he poured another glass of whiskey for the doctor.

Clavier rubbed his jaw. “You could say so, Bob.”

“Maybe the lady could entertain you for an hour or two.”

He chuckled. “Not tonight. I have work to attend

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