What if Cale turned into a child? (40)

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With Cale's answer, the others who are eating paused as their eyes squinted.


'Recoil?'


Relia didn't tell them that there's still something more about the second stage.


"Recoil? What does that mean, young master-nim?"


This time, with Ron asking, Cale hesitated for a bit and sighed as he stood up and put the napkin down on the table.


"She said I'll bleed."


The room instantly turned eerily quiet as the air inside the room turned cold.


Cale looked at them with puzzled eyes as he patted the three children who had also turned stiff on their seats and looked at Ron.


"I'll be taking a stroll outside. I'll come back after half an hour."


That's all and he walked out of the guest house.


And at the same time, the others who had been silent looked at the door that closed a few minutes ago before the surrounding air began to fluctuate.


Be it mana, or the fine golden dusts that exploded, the poisonous fog that had blown out or the aura and the murderous intent—


It had mixed inside the room.


The cutleries and emptied plates turned to dust as Eruhaben's reptilian eyes glowed gold.


"That unlucky bastard..."


Thankfully, Cale got out of that room or else, being the weakest among these individuals, he'll surely have a hard time not fainting if he's inside that room that had fluctuated from the mixed mana, attributes and auras.


Cale was leisurely walking straight down the paved path as he breathed in the cold breeze of the night.


He's in a completely different village after a long time of just moving back and from the underground villa, the black castle, Harris Village or at the Henituse Duchy.


He took in the view of the tall trees, the sacred beasts that were flying in the sky, the crickets' noise and the sound of the wind that blows on the trees.


Although the places he had been to won't lose in terms of beauty, this place is just more peaceful than the places he mentioned. Just remembering how he's been subjected to many events in the past that made him wanna lock himself inside his room, this place is just perfect for a night stroll.


Though his huge painting inside the Great Hall isn't a good thing, at the very least, there's no recording of his singing playing around here and there's no silver shields or cheering and calling him Young Master Silver Shield.


Cale had a calm smile on his lips as his red hair lightly sways from the wind, he stopped and a slight admiration was visible on his face.


"Wow."


Cale let out a gasp of admiration as he stared at the wide and clear lake in front of him that reflected the moon on its surface.


However, that's not all. 


"Wow."


Cale let out another gasp of admiration as his eyes glimmer with excitement.


The second one was not for the beautiful scenery in front of him. Instead, it is a response to the voices that talked inside his head.


—Money! Gold! Coins! I CAN SMELL FORTUNE! Kahahahahaha, kek, hahahaha!
—...XXX cheapskate, HAHAHA! XXX weakling!
—Cale...There's a treasure in the middle of the lake.


The voices continued to ring inside his head but his focus was on the loud voice that had been laughing, only to choke and to the husky voice that called out to him.


In response to this, the rose gold thunderbolt tattoo on his chest glowed as a small thunderbolt appeared on his palm. The Fire of Destruction is reacting to the fortune it smelled on this place.


While the Sound of the Wind also reacted, the small whirlwinds that formed under his feet as well as the wind that began to blow abnormally harder...


Cale was certain.


"I think I hit a jackpot."


Cale's lips twitched as its corners stretched into a grin that would make Raon, the little black dragon, exclaim, 'Human! I know that smile! Are we looting someone?!'


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Hi everyone! Ugh. Please go easy on me. I'm sorry I couldn't update as I promised. There's been a huge accident around our place. A tree fell and cut the electrical cables and that just meant there's no electricity for days...Not to mention the drafts on HWIT didn't save and I was close to storming out the house and curse the fcking tree. Thankfully the drafts for this FF had been saved. And yep, I am currently, painstakingly, rewriting the three full chapter with a total word count of 2000 each...darn. Goodluck to my brain and neurons to remember what I typed...


Anyway! I'll post another chapter tomorrow! Just dropped by and posted this before I head to bed. Have a great night, day or afternoon, everyone!

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