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Masanori
Looking at the book over Aihi’s shoulder, Masanori admired the black wyverns embossed on the first few pages. For a book on creatures as wicked as wyverns, it sure was pretty. “Wait, I thought we were looking for a book on warlocks?”
“It seems noroi and warlocks might be more closely related than we thought,” Aihi said.
“They’re both of mixed blood, but sure as the Goddess’ grace, nothing related to wyverns is remotely similar to warlocks.”
Aihi thought for a moment. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that. You admitted to not being an expert on warlocks, dear Masa. Save the pessimism for later.”
Masanori crushed his lips together, keeping himself from contradicting her. He didn’t know nearly as much about warlocks as she did, but he still didn’t like the idea of associating th
