Chapter 2.5

“Young master, are you inside the bathroom?” He could hear Ron’s voice coming from outside. Cale thought about Ron’s true identity. Ron was an assassin who crossed over from the Eastern Continent by sea. He pretended to be a benign old man, but the true Ron was a cruel and merciless man. “Yes. I’ll be right out.” His natural response was to talk informally to the old man. Cale realized what he was doing and made up his mind about what to do in the future. He needed to push that old man to the main character and send him away. That old man could easily kill Cale with a single blow but treated Cale like a puppy you left alone because you felt bad for it. He was smiling gently, but there was not an ounce of care about Cale on the inside. In the novel, Ron leaves with the main character and his son after Choi Han beats Cale to a pulp. Cale put the bathrobe on as he quickly exited the bathroom. Ron was standing there with a smile on his face and a tray with a cup in his hands. “Young master, here you go.” Cale picked up the cup and walked past the old man. He did not want to make eye contact with such a dangerous old man. “Great, thanks.” Ron’s expression turned odd once again, but Cale had already walked past him. Cale took a drink of the cold water as he started to think. ‘There are too many strong people here.’ In fact, there were too many of them. No matter where the main character went, there were either strong individuals or individuals with hidden secrets. These individuals were both human and other races. ‘I at least need the strength to protect myself.’ In order to live long without pain in the continent that will soon be filled with war, you needed a decent level of strength. Of course, you could not be too strong. Then other complicated things will happen. Cale thought about the different fateful encounters that occurred in the beginning parts of the novel. The powers that strengthen the main character and his party members. He was thinking about the ones that would help him live long without pain. There were a couple that came to mind. He just needed to pick one of them. “Young master, we will start to dress you now.” “Oh, right. Thanks.” The door soon opened and couple servants entered to help Ron dress Cale. Cale did not notice that Ron had a stoic expression unlike his usual self as he looked at the clothes the servants were bringing in. “Ah, something simple today.” He hated really complicated attires. Simple clothes that let you relax comfortably were the best. “Yes, young master.” The servant in charge of the attires quickly pulled out some simple clothes and Cale changed into the simplest of them all. He lightly frowned after finishing getting dressed. Even this, ‘simple,’ attire was extremely extravagant and not to his liking. However, the reflection in the mirror was quite handsome. ‘He really is handsome and makes any clothes look good.’ The face really was the final piece to fashion. He looked in the mirror and fixed his sleeves before turning around to look at Ron. Ron was once again smiling like a gentle old man. “Ron, let’s go.” “Yes, young master.” Cale walked behind Ron. It was nice that he did not need to know the layout of the estate. He just needed to follow Ron wherever he needed to go. All of the servants that Cale saw flinched and bowed respectfully before they seemed to run away. ‘Why are they so scared? Cale never hit people.’ He just liked to drink and play. Sometimes, when he was drunk, he did break things. But that was why he was the trash of the family. He also did not treat people like people, other than the few people he liked. ‘Well, it’s better if nobody talks to me.’ Cale thought about it peacefully. It would be more difficult if he was in the body of a model citizen. A trash can do as they please without worry. It was only possible because there was no desire to live as a model citizen. “I will now open the door.” “Sure.” Cale nodded his head toward Ron. The book mentioned that Cale treated Ron, someone who raised him like he was his own grandson since he was little, as nicely as he treated his own father. It mentioned that he always responded to Ron and treated him like a person. Of course, Ron did not really think that way. That was why it was easy for Cale to talk to Ron. He just needed to answer Ron’s questions and treat him like a human being. “I hope you enjoy your breakfast.” “Thanks. Ron, make sure you eat a good meal too.” Cale walked past Ron and into the dining room. He could see his family sitting there. His father and the current head of the Henituse household, Deruth. Next to him was Cale’s stepmother, the Countess, as well as her son and daughter. The four people looked toward Cale. “You are late again, today.” Cale’s gaze turned toward his father who spoke. [The Birth of a Hero] described Cale’s feelings for his father like this. ‘His father was the one person that Cale listened to. The reason the trash did not leave the area and got everything he wanted inside the Count’s territory was because of his father, Count Deruth Henituse.’ But, unfortunately, Cale’s father was unlike the other strong fathers in this novel. He did not have any special skills or influence. He just had a lot of money. However, Cale liked this a lot. It was the perfect family environment to live a simple life. Then there were the other three individuals. His stepmother who knew that he did not like her and avoided him. Her smart first-born who found it difficult to deal with his much older brother Cale. And the cute youngest of the family who avoided her older brother Cale. But it wasn’t like Cale bothered them or they bothered Cale. They just treated each other like strangers. Cale thought this was such a great environment to quietly live alone. “Take a seat.” “Yes, father.” Cale looked at the feast on the table that did not meet his definition of breakfast and sat down on his seat. He then felt something was odd and lifted his head up. “Is there something you need to say, father?” “... No, I do not.” Deruth was staring at Cale. The rest of the family was doing the same. Cale made eye contact with each of these family members. They all quickly turned away whenever he made eye contact and continued to eat. ‘I guess they find me really difficult to handle.’ Cale turned his head toward the table as well. This luxurious feast that was different than the breakfast he used to eat just to fill his belly made him start to smile. He first started by cutting the sausage in half with the knife. ‘It is so juicy.’ He didn’t know if juice flowed out as soon as he cut into it because it was handmade or because it was cooked well, but the color on the sausage made him hungry. Cale started to smile without realizing it. Clang. He heard something fall down and made eye contact with his younger brother Basen. He could see that Basen had dropped the fork in his hand. “My apologies.” Basen calmly apologized like the personality described for him in the novel. The servant in charge of the meal quickly came over to hand Basen a new fork and picked up the fork on the floor. Watching that made Cale think that it was nice to be a noble before he focused once again on the food in front of him. Cale had found the first good thing about coming into the novel. This breakfast was extremely luxurious and so tasty that his stomach was completely happy. The smile on his face could not disappear. “...Ho?” That was why he did not hear his brother Basen’s shocked proclamation.