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No one answered his previous greeting. Dostov looked at us one by one with a smile, then the smile on his face faded when he landed on the last line.

"What is He doing here?" he asked someone.

"So what?" Luke said, a little confused.

"You are my Leech- Ah never mind," he muttered to himself in a resigned tone and then he stood up from the gold carved chair that now looked like his throne. Dostov ran a hand through his hair and glanced at the stroller with a disinterested glance.

His four clan members stood behind and in front of us without saying much. Dostov himself stopped a few paces in front of us and looked slightly confused. "What should I say next..." he muttered in a very low voice but we could still hear him clearly.

"Starting tonight you have been made honorary members of this clan. I should have mentioned your names one by one, but because there are too many of you, let's do it all at once." Her casual remark contrasted with her solemn tone.

I looked at him while parting my