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"You are a good actor."

Yunyu paused on the spot. He was dazed, Michael stared at the stunned Duke, he had a complicated opinion about this guy. The Duke was firm faithless, he refused to convert no matter what. But he also had a gentle soul, the gentlest Michael had ever seen in a human being. Even when the Saintess went to this slum, she still helped these abandoned people, but she had a small, almost unnoticed frown on her face.

But the Duke was too good, and Michael didn't want to admit this. He wanted to think that the Duke was just pretending. He was just acting kind, because he wanted to challenge Michael, as a faithful follower of the god.

Michael refused to admit that the Duke was indeed a gentle soul.

The Duke paused for a moment, in his head, Yunyu was panicked.

[System! Pupa! I've failed, aaaah!]

[Pupa: You haven't.]

[But he knows that I'm an actor!]

[Pupa: maybe he is just accusing you. If he knows that you are not from this world, we would get booted out immediately. Maybe he just thought that you're pretending to be gentle.]

[Ahh, so it's like that.] Yunyu was relieved, he really thought that his cover was blown.

[Pupa: Maybe you're not as good as you think.]

Pupa floated around and blinked after it said that.

[Hey! I am a permanent member of the drama club in high school!] Yunyu wanted to slap this stupid pupa, but the system disappeared immediately after it mocked Yunyu.

Yunyu resumed his act.

The Duke frowned and turned his head, all his gentleness disappeared when he was confronted by Michael. Michael was a bit hurt with this, the Duke was obviously very gentle to those abandoned people, but he didn't even spare a glance at him.

"Stop acting, I know you're just pretending," Michael accused.


"Your Highness, this place is a dirty slum. It's filled with rats and infested with illness. Your holiness shouldn't come to this place, leave," Yunyu said.

Michael bit his lips. True, if not because of this guy, he wouldn't step his shoes in this slum. But seeing the Duke was not bothered with the dirtiness at all, he felt a bit ashamed in his heart.

Yunyu saw that Michael didn't respond, he scoffed and sidestepped the prince. But Michael caught the Duke by the wrist. He wanted to say something, but his attention was immediately shifted when he felt how cold the Duke's hand was.

It felt like a corpse.

Yunyu struggled immediately, but Michael was young and vigorous. Yunyu's eyes were dark and cold, "Let go."

Michael gritted his teeth, "Why is your hand so cold?"

"That is not your highness' business. Let go or I will not be so courteous," Yunyu glared at him. Michael finally let go of the Duke's hand. The Duke left immediately.


Michael stared at the back that was getting farther. He rubbed his fingers, the feeling of the cold hands still lingered in Michael's heart. The Duke was indeed weird, he was pale, cold, like a corpse. He had an elegant, yet sharp facial feature, as if�� if there was a pair of fangs on his teeth, he would be a real vampire.

Michael had suspected this, but the Duke was obviously not bothered with the holy water, he was not burned when he was near Saintess' room.

Also, Michael was positive that a vampire wouldn't go to a slum to help the poor here. Vampires couldn't be bothered by such things as compassion. They were all cold blooded murderers, killing their prey and sucking their prey's blood for daily consumption.

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