"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