C199 A Group of Disaster Cavalrymen Was Gathering(4)

"It's decided!"

Lige, who was eating barbecued meat, suddenly spoke up.

"Miss Lucifinil, do you guys support 'custom-made seasoning' over at the angel's side?"

"I want to collect some precious materials and make them into my 'Superior Transmigrator' banner."

Lucifinil was stunned and put down the skewers. She looked up at Lige with a strange expression