Serey straightened his tie, wiping a glass as he said, "This is the Undying Club. As you can see, these are all Undead."
As soon as he finished, a tall figure beside Bologue grunted twice. Bologue turned his head; beneath that face caked with rotting flesh and moss, a ghostly green light flickered in its eyes. It伸出手湿哒哒的手,伯洛戈有些没反应过来,但还是本能地伸出了手.
The moss monster gripped Bologue's hand, gave it a couple of hard shakes, and let out a string of strange sounds from its mouth.
"He says he's very glad to meet you, Mr. Lazarus," Serey translated beside him. "Normally everyone's pretty enthusiastic. With a new member like you, they'd definitely throw you a welcome party. It's just that something's up today, so people might seem a bit lukewarm. Don't mind it."
