Chapter 69.5

Billos started to smile as he asked Cale a question. Cale’s response felt cold, but Billos did not budge. “Where are we headed to now?” Billos was very curious about their destination, as well as what the treasure was. He could see Cale, who had been quietly listening to everything he had to say, start to smile. This smile filled Billos with anticipation. Cale then started to speak. “To meet Toonka.” “...Excuse me? Who?” Billos thought that he had heard wrong. The fact that he had not been able to sleep properly for a while may have affected his hearing. Cale continued to speak while looking at the confused expression that he had seen for the first time appear on Billos’s face. “We are going to the Magic Tower.” “What?” There were many reasons Cale had selected this very small port. It was the closest port to the Magic Tower, one out of the battle areas, and one where many of the citizens still lived. Cale leisurely continued to speak to Billos, who had a blank expression on his face but seemed to be thinking about a lot of things right now. “Just trust me.” Billos opened and closed his mouth a few times before jumping up and heading over to the cabinet in order to take out a bottle of alcohol. He then started to chug it and only stopped after emptying about half of the bottle into his mouth. “I will trust my instincts.” “And what do your instincts say?” Billos took out a new bottle and handed it to Cale. “My instincts are telling me to follow you, young master-nim.” Cale took a gulp straight from the bottle. “You have pretty good instincts. It is perfect for a merchant.” Cale seemed to be very relaxed. Bellos clenched onto the bottle in his hand as he looked past Cale’s shoulders and out the window. Although the official Civil War was over, there were still screams throughout the Whipper Kingdom as all of the mages were not caught just yet. Madness, despair, sorrow, these were all still plentiful in the air. “This tastes great.” Billos decided to follow his instincts even more after seeing Cale so calm. *** A few days later, Cale stepped out of the carriage with the Flynn Merchant Guild crest. There were three more carriages behind him as well. “Young master-nim, this is as close as we can get to the Magic Tower in a carriage.” Cale could see the destroyed Magic Tower in the distance, but it was much less destroyed than he had expected. “He really kept his promise about not destroying it much.” Toonka had listened to what Cale had said. “It is a beautiful Magic Tower.” Billos seemed to be in a daze next to Cale. At that moment, Cale took someone out of his pocket and showed a small corner of it to Billos. “Gasp!” Billos let out a gasp. The golden plaque. He only saw a bit, but that was definitely a golden plaque. Billos’s gaze instantly changed. “Young master-nim, I respect you very much.” Cale just ignored Billos as Hans approached him. “Young master-nim, what do you plan to do now?” Hans asked what Cale was going to do as he looked around. They were currently around the entrance of a base that was created in front of the Magic Tower. They could see lots of huts and houses. In fact, it seemed more like a village than a base based on the size. They could also see uniquely colored people as well. They were the citizens of the Whipper Kingdom. There were also other odd people as well. This made Hans’s eyes start to quiver. “Mmph!” He then subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand. There were people who looked like warriors, but they were covered in blood and chopping up some corpses. They could tell that the corpses were wearing robes. These were all corpses of mages. Behind the corpses were the chopped off heads of the mages rolling on the ground. The scent of blood and rotting flesh overwhelmed Hans’s nose as he started to hear the sound of corpses burning behind him. “Take a break if it’s too much.” Hans turned to look at the calm Cale and realized that everybody else around him was composed. Even Maes and the children, whom he recently learned were Wolves, were calmly observing the situation in front of them. “Hans.” “...Yes, young master-nim.” “This is a battlefield.” Hans could feel the weight of those words. At the same time, he clearly looked into Cale’s eyes that were coolly observing the entire battlefield.