Dega was originally just a small nobleman who was obsessed with mysticism. Even if he was not doing his job every day, he could live a prosperous life as long as he stayed in his family territory.
Until that day, Degas thought that he would rot until he died.
"Oh my god, what did I summon?" Dega stared blankly at the flesh and blood beating in the summoning array.
From then on, the mist twisted Dega's fate, entangled him with flesh and blood.
/Theater/
Dega looked at the very "uncivilized" flesh and blood in front of him.
"... Where are your etiquette?"
The flesh and blood stopped eating, looking at Dejia's hesitant expression, he suddenly realized
Straighten your "waist", use a knife and fork to cut off the part that seems to be the thigh, and take small bites
"Yes, that's right," Dega said happily.
Demining: The male protagonist is gentle and considerate, but has the arrogance of an aristocrat.
Intention: Be content with the situation