CH 10

There was no time to read all the system windows that popped up one after another.

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Cadel slowly raised his teacup. When he awkwardly lowered his eyes, he saw a messy face reflected in the yellowish tea water. A faintly rippling wave. He took a sip slowly, as if savoring it as much as possible, and, as expected, slowly put the teacup down.

“……It's an honor. I'm grateful enough that you gave me a healer, but you even served me a precious tea. Viscount Stra is truly a merciful man.”

Across from him was Viscount Stra, who sat cross-legged leisurely. The gray hair that was pulled up without leaving a single strand, the eyes that went up thin like a fox, and the crooked mouth that showed no mercy.

There was no atmosphere of mercy even if you search everywhere. However, Cadel praised him as ‘the merciful Viscount Stra’. Well, Van was still being treated by the Viscount’s men somewhere in this mansion. There was nothing good to spoil the mood.

‘By the way…… I didn't expect my threats to work. I met a healer more easily than I thought.’

Cadel carefully smacked his lips.

He rode the horse that Babyl brought him - he couldn't learn to ride the horse, so he left Van to Ron, and he was also given a ride by Babyl - and found the Viscount at once. He confronted the guards who came out instead, threatening him with the content, ‘If you want to take back the Smog Plain, come out immediately!’. Shortly thereafter, the Viscount's son, Drew, came down, and he explained the urgent situation to him.