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"Well most companies arent legal for the most part, dont be surprised-"

Klaude cracked a smile at Folo, "Ha ha. Don't worry, I know that for sure."

Then he looked back at Crownslayer, waiting for an answer.

"Who knows. Maybe it's because we're illegally armed, we kill officials and ransack cities to make the non-Infected pay."

"I have a guillotine in my basement!"

"...That's too good for them."

"I just noticed the high amount of poisons in my friends room-"

Klaude stared for a moment, a confuzzled expression on his face, then he shrugged, "No offense to you, but that's criminal activity, sweetheart."

". . . I think thats the idea-"

"I know what is it. But when does criminal activity become unjustified when people treat the Infected like nothing. I've heard one nation enslaves them, and forces them to work in Originium mines, which makes their condition worse to the point that they die and become a new infection source, continuing a forced "work to death" scenario."

Klaude casually walked over to his drink on the counter, drank the rest of it, set the glass down, walked back and spawned a plume of fire in his hand. "Ah, well... I'm letting you go for now, since I am more in the, uh, drinking mood, but if you threaten my city or my allies, you're going to get a spicy taste of fire. You understand? Hm~?" Klaude grinned, slanted eyes.

"If your people are anything beyond what my people are, then you should be fine. I have no interest in turning cities down because of an Infection you likely don't have."

Klaude shrugged, "I mean, besides greedy bosses and criminals, the city is kind of nice- Hey! Another drink, please!" Klaude quickly changed the subject by ordering another drink. "Also, if you see a 14-year-old, grumpy lil'kid, tell him that I'm not here." He whispered and slinked away back to the counter, leaving the conversation cut short for what appeared for no reason other than wanting another drink.

Inka walks between the two, "Do not aruge... It is not worth the trouble dear friend" she'd look to crownslayer

(Well wasn't that a little late on my part-)

Peanut then got up. "I mean, she's right. Y'know." He said, simply. Shrugging off the pain.

Klaude sat back at the counter and began drinking out of his whiskey glass, watching the others.

Inka would stare empty at Crownslayer looking through them seemingly

Cue Peanut just shrugging as he just places an apple on Inka's head. Just for fun.