Cale distracted himself by thinking about the Terror Plaza incident from his past life as well as information about it from the novel.

'During the Plaza Terror incident, the secret organization makes their move once the royal family arrives. Magic bombs across the capital and in the plaza go off at that moment at the same time.

In the novel, Choi Han was only able to stop about half of it. That in itself was amazing, such that the kingdom considered him a hero, but Choi Han himself thought about the lives of the victims of the bombs, making his hatred for the secret organization become even worse.'

Cale sighed and mumbled to himself. "Those terrible bastards"

The kittens flinched a little. Cale rarely cussed in front of them, something about children shouldn't learn about bad languages.

To see him doing it, whatever he was thinking about must be very stressful. They wanted to help, but they're still small and young. So they could only stay still and quiet, so Cale could think in peace.

'At that time, the secret organization installed bombs on some people during the incident.

Choi Han, along with the genius mage Rosalyn, protected the people from the bombs and helped with their escape. At that time, there was an old man that Choi Han had failed to save.

The man had lost his right arm and leg while taking a bomb off and throwing it away from himself, and this incident had made Choi Han extremely upset.'

Reaching this point of thinking, Cale patted his heart. 'Can I do it? I don't like seeing Choi Han upset about things that wasn't his fault.'

'The Ancient Power 'The Healing Star.' was introduced in the novel when the Crown prince was thinking it while watching the injured old man.

Naturally, the crown prince did not use the power on the old man. Instead, he consoled Choi Han, who was feeling responsible for the old man's death, and raised him up as a hero.'

Cale closed his eyes. 'It is only normal. It's human nature to be selfish.'

Cale did not think the crown prince made the wrong decision. Who can judge him for wanting to keep his power for himself? The old man was just a stranger.

'Of course, Choi Han or Rosalyn would have used it for the old man. That was just how kind they are as a person.' Cale smiled at that.

"By the way, I think Dongsaeng had gone to hunt again." On told Cale when she saw he finally smiled.

Cale nodded and opened his eyes. "Hmm, let him practice his magic, so he could help later."

On and Hong just looked at each other and smiled. "Yes, be strong and useful. So we could eat meat and cakes together."

Cale chuckled. "You remembered the rule. Remember to teach your Dongsaeng to read as well, kids need ——"

""To be educated."" On and Hong said in unison.

"We have to be knowledgeable, we know that."

"Mm, the grandpa said it's good to be able to read and be well-informed."

Cale hugged them. "Aww, what did I do in my past life to meet you guys in this one?"

Cale ended up falling asleep while hugging them, he was exhausted thinking about everything.

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The Dragon delivered a boar to the campsite early in the morning once again.

Cale, who woke up from the commotion once again, went out to verify the boar before noticing an odd atmosphere.

He had eaten and slept in the carriage last night. He was doing his best to not interact with Taylor and crew. That was why he could not understand this odd, and somewhat, dark atmosphere.

"Hans. What is going on?"

Hans put on an awkward smile and greeted Cale. Hans, as well as the rest of the Cale's group, were quickly getting past their suspicions about the meat and fruit being delivered to them since Cale and Choi Han both had said that it was fine.

Beacrox, on the other hand, always excited to see ingredients of the highest quality appear every morning. He had already loved the Dragon he haven't gotten the chance to meet.

So in return, Beacrox cooked extra food for Cale's meal so the Dragon could enjoy the food he hunted as well.

"Haha, young master, did you finally wake up?" Hans slowly peeked toward Taylor and Cage, before approaching Cale. "You see, I think young master Taylor has gotten the wrong idea."

"Wrong idea?"

Cale could see the boar, as well as Taylor on the wheelchair, and Cage pushing Taylor's wheelchair behind him.

He approached the dead boar and stood next to the wheelchair as he started to speak. "What is going on?"

As usual, the boar that the Dragon delivered was enormous. It was larger than a tiger, the type of boar that would excite Beacrox quite a bit.

And, as usual, there was a drawing next to the boar. The Dragon must have found it annoying to draw the fork, as only the knife was drawn this time.

'Ah, he needs to learn the letters. I'd teach him personally when I have time later.' Cale frowned a little.

"...Young master Cale. I'm sorry." Taylor had an apologetic smile on his face as he turned away from the boar. "It seems like my movements have been detected."

Movement? Cale could then hear the priestess Cage mumbling behind Taylor. She was angry.

"We left in secret, so how is it possible? There is someone who can avoid my detection? This is too much!"

'How would someone at your level detect a dragon?' Cale was done figuring out what was going on.

Something, or someone, that was able to catch such a large boar so easily and drop it off at their campsite without being detected by the priestess Cage or anyone else. That strength and stealthiness was something only an expert would have.

Next to that feat of strength was a drawing of a knife. It was a small knife to Cale, but they seemed to be seeing a very large knife. Cale looked back at Taylor, who was looking at him with both despair and guilt.

"...Young master Cale. This incident –"

"Beacrox." Cale called out to Beacrox.

That damn Venion was probably extremely busy right now. Why would he pay attention to his disabled elder brother? It wasn't like Venion knew, 'The Healing Star,' was at the capital.

"Yes, young master?" Beacrox, who was standing there with his kitchen knife prepared, responded with excitement on his face.

"Looks like we'll be eating steak for breakfast."

"Young master, it looks like we will get the highest quality steak once again."

Taylor, who was staring at Cale with a blank expression, suddenly started to speak. "... Once again?"

Cale nodded his head and responded. "We have someone in our party who delivers food for us."

"...Who is it?" Taylor couldn't help asking.

Cale chuckled before responding. "He is surprisingly shy so you will not be able to see him."

Cale saw the leaves on a tree not far from the campsite moving up and down and shook his head.

Cale shaking his head made both Taylor and Cage turn red from embarrassment. "Ahem, I-I see. It seems we had the wrong idea."

"It's not your fault. Beacrox is an excellent cook, so please have some steaks before you go."

Beacrox stopped caressing the boar and looked up at Cale. Cale could not look at Beacrox because of what Taylor said next.

"Young master Cale, I heard that you are heading for the capital. If it is okay with you, may we follow behind you?"

Cale had expected this, so he casually responded. "Please feel free to do whatever is best for you."

There was no way they would find out that he had written the letter unless the God of Death informed Cage about it. However, the God of Death didn't reveal his identity.

If it was going to be like this anyways, he might as well take care of them until the capital. These two could be very useful in the future if he used them properly.

"Thank you. We will be under your care until we get close to the capital."

Cale started to smile a bit at Taylor's words. 'At least he's being thoughtful.'

Taylor was only asking for help until a location that would not make things difficult for Cale or Count Henituse in dealing with Venion or Marquis Stan for associating with the disabled Taylor.

There would be all sorts of complications if they went into the capital together.

"We will determine that later on." Naturally, Cale had a different opinion. There were still many items in the magic box waiting to be used by Cale.

"Of course. Please feel free to let us know whenever is most convenient for you, young master."

"Sure."

Taylor and Cage looked toward the casually responding Cale with curiosity.

However, Cale avoided their gaze and started to speak to Hans. "Bring my meal to the carriage."

"Yes, sir."

Cale headed back to the carriage. At that moment, someone called out to him.

"Young master Cale." It was Cage.

She seemed to have a headache, as she started to frown and walked over toward Cale. Cale had a bitter taste in his mouth while watching Cage approach him.

"What can I do for you, priestess-nim?"

"Do you really not believe in any god?"

'Now what the heck does God of Death tell her?' Cale still replied calmly. "Yes, none at all."

"... I understand."

Cale quickly headed to the carriage after hearing Cage's response. Taylor approached her as she watched Cale walk away.

"What's going on?"

Cage rarely engaged with people other than people from the temple or her close friends. That was why it was really odd for Taylor to see Cage frowning and reaching out to Cale. She shook her head and responded with a very bitter expression.

"It's odd."

"What is?"

"Well, it's like." Cage touched the back of her head. "I have this bitter feeling that the God of Death is caressing the back of my head with a sympathetic expression."

"...What kind of feeling is that? Did you not sleep properly?"

"Maybe."

Cage continued to feel that way every time she looked at Cale. The only time she felt this way in the past was when the temple had forced her to do a lot of manual labor in order to build a new temple.

She had felt this same feeling when she plopped down from exhaustion and the God of Death was looking down at her with concern. 'There's no way young master Cale will order us around like that damn temple.'

Cage decided Taylor was right about her not sleeping properly, and tried to shake the feeling away.

That was how Cale's crew grew bigger and they continued toward the capital with no other issues.

Every time Cale got tired of sitting down and stepped out of the carriage, Taylor's group continued to look toward him, but they did not have any conversations.

They continued to travel like that until they were at an inn about one day's worth of travelling away from the capital.

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Tsuki: Enjoy!