Small Knife furrowed his brow.
Damn it, competing with me in business?
But at this point, Small Knife was too late to leave.
The Kobolds in the Divine Hall had already seen him.
Even so, he still turned to leave.
Running would seem too guilty.
Subsequently, five Dogman Priests emerged from the Divine Hall, along with three Half-Dragons.
And even a Dragon-man.
However, it was obvious that this was an underage Dragon-man.
The two Half-Dragons were clearly guards, guarding the surroundings, and the other Half-Dragon turned out to be a Natural Half-Dragon?
The recent display of Divine Techniques was clearly from him, no wonder it seemed so effortless, and the effect was even stronger.
The Half-Dragon was indeed a King Level Bloodline.
"A Natural Type Dragonkin Dogman?" the Dragon-man asked in surprise.
"Someone has already saved this tribe, I'm going to the next one. Saving one is better than none." Small Knife said anxiously.
This was the excuse he had come up with.
