"I'm just saying that with your current state, it's very difficult for you to find a place with the fiend race.
"The only way is to have a friend to support you."
Support each other?
Oliver frowned and felt even more confused. "It's easy for you to say that. The fiends are very hostile to outsiders, but I'm alone. Where are you going to get me friends?"
Grunt pointed at himself with a smile and said, "Of course, I was referring to myself. We are allies, after all."
What?
Oliver was confused. He looked at Grunt and could not say anything for a long time.
Dozens of seconds later, Oliver finally reacted. "You... You want to join the fiend, like me?" As soon as he finished his words, Oliver shook his head subconsciously.
That was impossible.
Grunt was a popular person working for the Nine Heaven Emperor. How could he join the fiends?
He must have wanted to pretend to join them so that he could get information about the fiend race.
"That's right!"
Grunt nodded when he saw Oliver's expression change and said thoughtfully, "To be honest, I've been expelled from the Godly Region, and the Nine Heaven Emperor even sent his troops to hunt me down.
"So, I hope you can introduce me to them.
"If we stay together in the fiend race, we can stick with each other. We will support each other. With me being there for you, you will never have to worry about any fiends looking down or laughing at you anymore."
Grunt looked serious and sincere.
However, he had never thought of supporting Oliver or sticking with him. He only wanted to use Oliver as a tool to join the fiend race.
As long as he joined the fiend race, he would not be afraid of being hunted down by the forces from the Godly Region anymore.
What?
Oliver was stunned and felt his brain buzz.
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