"Seems like not very welcoming to outsiders, Mr. Lambert."
Lann leaned one elbow on the table, joking with Geralt.
Belengar smirked and commented, "In every batch of demon hunters, there always seems to be some troublemakers."
The White Wolf appeared relaxed, "Don't call him Mr. Lambert, his mouth doesn't deserve that title. Just call him Lambert."
The castle's main hall door swung open, and two tall figures and one short silhouette filed in.
Just as the door opened, Lambert's mocking and sarcastic voice echoed through.
"Oh, indeed, Lambert doesn't deserve to be called 'Mr.' Only our renowned 'White Wolf' Geralt is worthy of the title 'Mr.', isn't it?"
The demon hunters' extraordinary senses allowed them to hear the discussions inside before they even entered.
Lann and Belengar turned their heads towards the door from the table.
