Camilla slowed down, and looked at Mag curiously. Recently, Mag had been doing quite a lot of things to shock the Norland Continent, ranging from injuring the two princes of the Roth Empire to killing Bruno on the night before the peace talks.
Now, this man was right before her. Although he was wearing a black and white mask, his aura made it difficult for one to ignore his presence, and not be constantly wary.
Of course, with his capabilities, there was no point for her to even be wary.
"That's because you haven't had enough grass. Why don't we take this chance to discuss the exhibition? Let's get ourselves a VIP suite first. Those who're here for the meeting aren't lacking money." Irina looked at Dracula with a smile.
"No, no, not this time. I am, after all, the face of the Vampires. I have my own image to upkeep." Dracula shook his head.
"Next time?" Irina did not insist.
"Next time!"