Chapter 438: How Touching (3)

Chapter 438: How Touching (3)

Translator: miraclerifle

Editor: Borderline Masochist

“We will now end the awards ceremony.”

The band started to play after Alberu Crossman motioned to the administrator. The crown prince looked toward the video communication device and the nobles as he continued to speak.

“Today is a joyous day, I hope that the people in the plaza and the people in this hall all truly enjoy this moment.”

The nobles who had their heads bowed avoided Alberu’s gaze as if they were at a loss for words.

‘Enjoy? Truly enjoy? Do you think that is possible?’

‘...This is bad.’

A joyous and upbeat song was playing, but the atmosphere inside the hall was oddly calm.

“I'm sure none of you will be able to fully enjoy yourselves if I am here, so I will make my leave.”

The crown prince told the nobles to relax as he headed toward the hall's entrance. Everyone tried to focus on him and walk him out but Alberu rejected all these offers.

However, the nobles could not relax. There was one person who stuck behind Alberu as he left. The person who moved like a shadow as if it was natural started to walk next to the crown prince after seeing Alberu motion him forward.

If the crown prince would allow him to walk next to him, then that meant that the two of them were very close and that the crown prince respected him.

“...Choi Han is that person.”

One noble started to frown after looking toward the crown prince and Choi Han next to him.

The crown prince was standing close to and chatting with Choi Han, who would henceforth be known as his instructor. However, the nobles could not hear their conversation as the music continued even after the crown prince left.

Marquis Ailan, the leader of the Roan Kingdom's southeast region's nobles faction. He was also looking at the crown prince and Choi Han. One of the Counts in his faction walked over and asked in a serious tone.

“...Those two sirs look very close.”

Choi Han had now reached a status where the nobles were addressing him as, 'sir.’ Marquis Ailan could see Alberu’s relaxed smile and Choi Han’s calm yet faint smile.

They truly seemed close.

“Marquis-nim, is it really okay to let things be like this?”

The Marquis slowly blinked after hearing the Count’s question. It was not okay. How could it be okay when Marquis Ailan had not received anything from the results of this war?

‘...But I do not have the justification to oppose it.’

The southeast region’s Marquis Ailan and the central region's Duke Orsena were going to do everything in their powers to prevent the Henituse household from rising from a Count’s household to a Duke's household.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

‘...Marquis Stan and Duke Gyerre were already on Count Henituse's side.’

It was not a fight between the crown prince and the Dukes and Marquis; it was realistically a 3 on 2 battle.

‘No. It could even be called a conflict between the Henituse household and the Ailan and Orsena households.’

And they had lost. Marquis Ailan peeked toward Duke Orsena who could not hide his disappointment as he recalled what crown prince Alberu had stealthily told him.

‘Marquis Ailan. Do you want to miss out on something larger because you wanted to protect your power in this puny Roan Kingdom?’

The person who would become the next king had called power inside the Roan Kingdom to be puny.

‘You are aware of the news spreading through the Indomitable Alliance, the Mogoru Empire, Caro Kingdom, Breck Kingdom, and the Eastern continent, right? Are you not?’

Marquis Ailan had heard about the stories spreading through the Western continent.

There was a hidden puppet master behind everything that had happened this year on the Western continent, and that person was trying to throw the Western continent into chaos while Cale Henituse was moving around to stop him.

‘Do you have your eyes closed, your ears shut, and live without any thoughts?’

Marquis Ailan recalled the cold gaze that had looked down on him. Those eyes had told him something. Think straight.

‘Cale Henituse is not alone. He already has his own faction that neither you nor I can have.

Come to grips with reality. Does the Henituse household, no, does Cale Henituse look like just the young master of a Count’s household?

If you want to put everything on the line to protect this puny power, then stay quiet. Aren’t you a smart person?’

Marquis Ailan whom the crown prince had called smart realized that Cale Henituse was now someone whom he could not do anything about with his powers. Of course, it would be possible if all nobles worked together to suppress Cale Henituse.

But that might make Cale Henituse go elsewhere.

“...We can’t lose him.”

They couldn't let that happen.

“Marquis-nim?”

“It’s nothing.”

He shook his head while saying that it’s nothing to the Count while looking at Choi Han and Alberu’s friendly conversation.

There were many people looking at them. One of them was Cale.

“When did they get so close?”

Choi Han and Alberu seemed close no matter how many times he looked.

- Human! Choi Han does not seem to be acting! It’s unbearable when Choi Han acts!

‘Exactly.’

Cale decided the two of them would figure things out and turned away. Choi Han and Alberu were quietly chatting at that moment.

“Instructor-nim, shouldn't you enjoy the celebration as well?”

“Shouldn't I at least walk my student out?”

Alberu smiled gently and a faint smile was on Choi Han's stoic face.

“Mm, instructor?”

“Yes, your highness.”

“I heard that my instructor-nim was a terrible actor.”

The two nobles headed toward the northeast region's nobles who were the center of attention.

The other nobles were busy doing the same thing such that none of them noticed Mary and Tasha slowly exiting out of the hall. Only the people watching the feed from the plaza noticed.

Most of them were disappointed that Mary and Tasha were leaving so early, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

“Let’s eat and play all we want today!”

“That’s right! His highness the crown prince gave us all this food for free!”

“Kahahaha! This is a great day! Who knew such a day would come?”

They were all too busy enjoying the moment. However, there were some people stealthily leaving the plaza that was the center of this celebration.

The two people who were covering their faces with hoods pushed through the crowd and headed out.

"Barrow.”

One of the people whispered to the other.

“What do you think?”

Bear King Sayeru’s eyes underneath the hood headed toward the White Star whose face was also covered by his hood.

“I'm not sure.”

“Aren’t you debating between the Roan Kingdom's Northwest region and the Caro Kingdom right now?”

The White Star did not respond and Sayeru started to think as if he didn’t need a response.

They had quickly rushed over to the Roan Kingdom’s capital after hearing about how the awards ceremony would be broadcasted in the plaza. Of course, it was easy for them to avoid the attention of the Roan Kingdom's soldiers.

Sayeru organized his thoughts and mumbled to himself.

“Mm, someone like Cale Henituse should know that we would do whatever we could to see this feed. But he made it obviously visible that he's in the Roan Kingdom?”

Something was weird.

“...It feels like he did this on purpose so that we would turn our attention toward the Roan Kingdom.”

Sayeru made eye contact with the White Star at that moment. The White Star started to speak.

“The Land of Death. You sent the illusionist to the entrance of the desert, right?”

“Of course.”

“Then we will head there as well.”

Sayeru smirked as he asked.

“Why?”

“Didn't you see it?”

The White Star looked toward the video screen as he continued to speak.

"Choi Han, the Dark Elf, the Necromancer, and even Cale. All of them left the hall. After tricking us to come to the Roan Kingdom-"

“They’ll probably use the opening to head to the Caro Kingdom and take the power for themselves?”

Sayeru and the White Star soon disappeared from the capital.

At the second floor of the palace where the celebration was taking place... In a corner not visible in the video communication device...

Clang.

- Hmm? Human! It sounds like someone is trying to enter!

Raon quickly wiped the chocolate cream around his mouth with Cale’s handkerchief as Cale opened the terrace curtains and unlocked the door.

Chhhhhhhhh.

Choi Han entered through the door as the curtains opened.

“Cale-nim.”

He looked toward Cale and asked.

“Will the White Star come to the Land of Death?”

Crunch, crunch.

Cale crunched on a cookie as he nodded his head.

“Yes.”

“Then are we going as well?”

Screech.

Cale stood up from the chair. There were other things on the table in the terrace other than the plates of dessert he brought.

There was a map of the Roan Kingdom's Northwest region, files on the Northwest region's nobles and finally... A letter from the Dark Elf Mayor that Tasha had handed him with a look of urgency this morning.

< Urgent news! >

< That time will arrive in the Land of Death two days from now for four days. >

< We only noticed it today as well. I am sending the message through Tasha as it is urgent! >

That time.

The reason that the Dark Elves built their homes underneath the Land of Death. Dead mana rose up as smoke twice a year at irregular times in this desert covered in black sand.

The Land of Death would be covered in dead mana smoke two days from now.

< We have evacuated all residents and finished the preparations as discussed, but will the plan still proceed as discussed? >

Cale put the letter in his pocket after reading the last sentence from the Dark Elf Mayor.

< As you already know, people without the darkness attribute cannot even breathe properly in the desert during that time. >

< Young master-nim, will you be able to fight? >

Cale gently smiled toward Choi Han before starting to speak.

“Shall we go cut off the White Star’s right arm?”