Chapter 8: Picked It Up (1)

Chapter 8: Picked It Up (1) Translator: miraclerifle Editor: Borderline Masochist Late at night. Deputy butler Hans had to stand in front of Count Deruth. He started to make his report while Deruth quietly listened until he was finished. “He is currently sleeping in his room.” Hans finally finished his report and Deruth started to speak. “The driver reported that he went to the Flynn Merchant Guild’s illegitimate son’s tea shop. Today, he brought a young man whose identity we cannot verify. In terms of drinking, he only drank a little bit and kept a clear head.” Hans’s report was short, but Deruth found that short report interesting. “Should we put a tail on him?” He waved his hand to oppose Hans’s question. He didn’t want to know what his son was doing on the outside to the point he would put a tail on him. “No need. As long as he is in the city, anything he does is under my authority to handle.” Deruth cherished Hans the most out of all the young deputy butlers. It was because he fulfilled orders well and was a good person. “Do what you have been doing in terms of observing Cale inside the house and reporting what you see.” “I understand.” Hans did not say anything else as he bowed his head. Deruth. He was someone who did not have any special abilities nor any solid networks. However, just like the previous Count, he was able to rule over the Henituse territory and grow his wealth by selling marble and wine. He was someone who was able to protect his territory properly. ‘Cale has changed.’ Cale felt different than normal. It wasn’t that he suddenly got smarter or stronger, but that his actions were clearly different from before. “Ah, Hans.” “Yes, Count-nim?” “Bring me some information about the Flynn Merchant Guild.” Tea shop owner, Billos. Deruth knew about this bastard son of the Flynn Merchant Guild. This was because the Henituse’s largest trading partner for wine was the Flynn Merchant Guild. “I will get right on it.” “Great.” Deruth watched Hans walk out of his office as he started to think. There was a lot of things for him to think about other than the change in Cale’s demeanor. The atmosphere around the continent was dangerous. It was like a volcano right before it erupts. Deruth could clearly feel the dangerous atmosphere despite the fact that he was in the corner of the kingdom. It was because he was always receiving an endless amount of information about it. But the message from the Imperial Court that he received today made Deruth even more certain about the current atmosphere of the continent. The former Counts of the Henituse territory always passed on a single piece of advice to the next in power. ‘There is no need to be recorded in history. Just live for peace and happiness.’ “I guess I need to reinforce the city walls.” He may not be a good fighter, but Deruth was always thinking about ways to protect himself and his family. There are times when the body is stronger than the mind. “Young master, you were sleeping so soundly that I did not wake you up.” Cale had slept in. The fact that Ron brought lemonade instead of cold water again made things even worse. However, Cale could not say anything about it. It was because there was a bandage around Ron’s neck. “Are you hurt?” “...Are you worrying about me?” “No. It’s just annoying to look at.” “It is nothing much. I was just scratched by a cat’s claw.” Is a, ‘cat,’ another reference to an innocent person? Cale was sure that someone would have had their fated meeting last night. He avoided the gaze of Ron, who was smiling, and headed toward the chamber’s window. He needed to move faster because he slept in.’ “Will you be heading out right away?” “Yes. I’ll take care of everything on my own outside.” “I understand. Oh, young master.” Cale let go of the door handle and turned to look at Ron. Ron had an odd smile on his face. “What do you think about the lemonade?” “Great. It’s delicious.” Ron’s voice became an octave lower. “...Is that so?” “Yes.” ‘What kind of question was that?’ Since Ron was someone he could not ignore, Cale just answered the question as nicely as possible while opening the door. Slam. He then quickly closed it right back. “...Ron.” Ron approached Cale at his calling and whispered with a smile on his face. “Young master, were you surprised? Your guest from yesterday is waiting for you outside.” Cale was surprised. Cale had seen Choi Han staring at him as soon as he opened the door, which caused him to close the door in shock. His hand headed to the inner pocket of his shirt. The 10 million gallons in his pocket calmed him down. Ron gazed toward Cale as he continued to speak. “I didn’t have a chance to tell you because you opened the door right away. I told him to wait comfortably in his room, but he insisted that he needed to see you and waited outside the door.” ‘Didn’t have a chance to tell me my ***.’ Cale could not say anything to this terrible old man who definitely had the chance but chose not to tell him. Cale moved a step away from Ron as he opened the door again. “What’s going on?” Cale pretended like he never slammed the door as he started to chat with Choi Han. He was paying attention to Choi Han’s appearance as he asked. After taking a shower, fixing his hair, and wearing new clothes, a pure and clean feeling was coming from Choi Han. However, it was difficult to think like that after seeing his eyes. Choi Han was still in a twisted state. That was why looking at his eyes made Cale feel a bit scared. Choi Han was also staring back at Cale before finally starting to speak.