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"Next time you talk to my subordinates in my area, show proper respect."

Azriel stood up and spoke with a cold expression on his face.

Suddenly, the man he was stepping on turned into White Mist and got away, within seconds, his body was reformed and he glared at Azriel with a face that was practically burning with anger.

"You bastard! How dare you!?"

Alcyone shouted in rage.

"Lady Luminia, your disciple is too arrogant! How can he hit him like that? He is taking advantage of the fact that he is your student, this is simply disgraceful!"

Bertramus spoke.

The Vampires belonging to the Bloodhawk Family were angry as well.

"What did you say?"

Azriel frowned.

"What?"

Bertramus frowned when he realized that Azriel was talking to him.

He didn't like this boy's tone at all.

"What did you just say?" Azriel repeated his question.

Bertramus narrowed his eyes and glanced at Azriel.