Chapter 18-20. Saw a dragon"
The image returned exactly where it had stopped. To the Young Master's hotel room.
The jumping child had to be caught and placed on the lap, covered with a hand, to avoid unwanted activity.
"Aigoo...I'm too old for this."
The atmosphere in Cale's breakfast room was rather tense.
— ... A dragon?
— Yes.
- I saw something similar once.
Choi Han looked at him in surprise. When did he manage to do it?
"Similar, yeah right! Lie more!"
Cale knew what Choi Han was talking about when he spoke of "such things."
Forest of Darkness. He spoke of evil monsters in the depths of the Forest of Darkness. Among these terrifying monsters were creatures that were stuck somewhere between lizards and dragons.
Choi Han killed this 'dragon' monster once he advanced from the middle stage to the final stage of the Dark Destruction Art.
Now everything is clear.
- Seriously? What was he like?
Cale pretended not to know about the events that had happened to the other person and asked him a question with apparent interest. Choi Han was the only person in Cale's room now.
— ... It was a monster.
— What do you mean by "monster"?
- His appearance, his strength, everything. He was a monster in every aspect.
- Really?
Everyone turned their eyes to Choi Han again.
Rosalyn looked at him in shock. As a mage, she couldn't say "dragon" and "monster" in the same sentence unless the "dragon" killed the "monster." She found it offensive, not just to dragons, but to all mages in the world.
Alberu was thinking about the same thing, but he hid his emotions better. From the outside, it looked like he was just looking at her with slight distrust.
The black dragon turned to the swordsman with eyes full of betrayal. His large blue eyes were wet.
- Stupid Choi Han! How could you say such a thing!?
- Forgive another foolish me, Dragon-nim. You heard, I didn't know.
The swordsman didn't know what to do with himself. His double was the one opening his mouth, but for some reason he was the one suffering.
And anyway, the other "he" wasn't entirely wrong in his assessment. Yes, he had confused the dragon with another creature, but from what he had heard, dragons were very strong. A black dragon, which was about a little over a meter long, should have been able to destroy a mountain and everything in its path, so in a sense, dragons were monsters. True, not "in all aspects". They were intelligent. That was the first and biggest difference. And much more beautiful, to say the least. This particular dragon was also charming. Just remember how he jumped two minutes ago.
The huge blue eyes were still looking at him.
- I won't do it again!
What else did he expect from him?
- Okay! This time I will forgive you.
After which, the Black Dragon's attention returned to the screen, and Choi Han sighed heavily.
Eruhaben watched this entire interaction with a raised eyebrow.
Cale nodded and continued speaking, but his actions and words were completely contradictory.
- So you haven't seen the dragon.
- Sorry?
- Dragons are like people.
* Clack*
Cale placed the cup of lemonade, which was both sour and sweet, on the table. He then responded to Choi Han's curious gaze, who was staring at him.
- Dragons, beastmen, dwarves, elves - they are all similar to humans. Why? Because they also have emotions and a thirst for life.
This question was not particularly important to Cale. The main moment for him began here.
- Nevertheless...
Choi Han may have noticed the sudden change in his 'benefactor's' demeanor. He sat up straight and focused on what Cale was about to say.
As well as the second one. Who didn't notice, but knew exactly the reason for the change in behavior.
- Such a being fell into the embrace of darkness as soon as he was born. The only thing that currently illuminates the darkness of his life are torches. He has never even seen the light of the sun. Do you think this existence can be called life?
* Here*
Cale tapped the table with his index finger.
- He is forced to become a creature without a shred of rational thinking.
* Here*
He knocked on the table again.
- He has to suffer alone without a family or anyone to lean on.
* Here*
Locke and Mary twitched in their seats every time a finger touched the table.
Alberu couldn't help but notice the subtle emotional manipulation that was happening before his eyes. That damn charming voice and the tapping of his finger on the table that hit his nerves harder than a bat. It was like hypnosis. Choi Han, as a "hero of justice", wouldn't be able to remain calm after such revelations. But he had already said that he would help in any way he could. So why this theater? Just to tell about the existence of a dragon? Doubtful.
Ron, who knew how to get on people's nerves, noticed it too.
Choi Han's eyes twitched every time Cale's finger touched the table. Choi Han's fists clenched under the table to the point where you could see the veins bulging on their surface. Cale didn't know about it as he continued:
"Every day he is tortured and abused, left alone with pain, and this will continue as long as he lives.
Choi Han's expression became tense. There was anger in his eyes. Cale knew that Choi Han would react like this. There was no good person who wouldn't get angry when hearing such a story. He also had to understand why Cale told this story in the first place.
The more Cale spoke, the angrier Choi Han became. At Venion Stan. Because of that bastard, he had to kill an innocent being in the "supposed" future. And it didn't matter that he stopped a child from suffering. That child shouldn't have suffered in the first place. He promised himself that he would kill that asshole first. And the secret organization could wait a little. Although they were still connected. How convenient...
The young man took another sip of lemonade before finishing his story:
- And this unfortunate creature is nearby.
A tense silence filled the room. Cale glanced out the window before slowly looking at Choi Han. He didn't know what Choi Han was thinking, but his entire body was surrounded by a bloody aura.
"He's angry that the dragon is being bullied because he himself is a good person?"
Unlike Cale's hypothesis, Choi Han was currently recalling the decades when he had to survive on his own in the Forest of Darkness.
It really was like that. The black dragon suffered in the cave, fighting for his life every day without anyone to rely on but himself.
Choi Han was the same. Every day in the Forest of Darkness, he did the same thing. He was driven forward by the dream that someday he would leave it. But he did not have a specific offender to take revenge on. His offenders were the same creatures as he was. Who fought for their survival in this hellish forest. And unlike the dragon, Choi Han got out of the Forest. But the Black Dragon, in fact, remained in the cave.
That's why the silence continued for a while. Finally, Choi Han looked up at Cale and asked:
- Will you save him and try to tame him?
- Are you crazy?
- Sorry?While Cale wondered about Choi Han's sanity, the onlookers listened with interest. He didn't seem like that kind of person yet. But people's greed had a way of surfacing at the most unexpected moments.
- Why should I try to tame him?
Cale waved his hand, causing Choi Han to feel embarrassed.
There was no way that a dragon that was bullied by humans would agree to serve a human. In fact, it was most likely filled with hatred and disgust for all humans. Even if that human was the one who saved it.
- Dragons are born extremely arrogant. But, most importantly, if I decide to raise a Dragon...
— Hey!
Eruhaben stroked the indignant child's round head. The man was right in any case.
Cale felt it. He felt that he would face many unpleasant incidents if he decided to tame the Dragon.
There were less than twenty Dragons on the Eastern and Western Continents. Taming one of these creatures? It would be almost like saying, "I will be at the center of all events on the continents."
- Oh, right! We forgot about his dream of living peacefully in a corner of the county!
It was also a dragon that was destined to die. It would have been better if it had gone into its own little world, without taking part in anyone's upward journey.
- Then?
- Why are you asking such an obvious question?
Cale laughed at Choi Han's question before answering,
- Let this creature live a free and peaceful life. Isn't that how a dragon should live?
- Yes! You speak correctly, Strange Man!
He tried to jump, but Eruhaben was in the way. He was too old for children to jump on him like that.
No one had anything against the enthusiasm of the youngest of those present. After all, it was his fate that was being decided before their eyes.
The ancient dragon scratched the spot between his horns as he returned his attention to the screen.
The baby became languid.
- I understand.
Choi Han's clenched fists slowly began to relax.
- So, we are going to save this dragon?
- Yes, that's why I need your help.
- That's it. I really will do everything to help.
Cale was worried that Choi Han was overdoing it, so he quickly shook his head.
- No need to cross the line. I'm not going to kill anyone either, if possible. We'll do everything as quietly as possible.
- I wonder why? If I were in his place, I would have already destroyed the entire area.
Vitira said that. As the future Queen of the Whale Tribe, protecting the weak was second nature to her. If not first. She couldn't take it so calmly.
Rosalyn answered her:
"Don't forget that he is also in 'this district'. Suspicion will fall on him as the only force nearby that could cause such a mess. By saving Dragon-nim, he is already taking a great risk."
Vitira had to admit that she was probably right. But she still thought that if she hadn't left any witnesses, there wouldn't have been any problems.
Although Venion already knew that they were in the village...
What an annoying little man. He's even in the way here...
- Cale-nim, are you really...
Choi Han began to speak with admiration, but Cale glanced at his watch before waving it off and saying something his interlocutor never expected to hear:
- Go and tell Ron to prepare drinks on the first floor.
- What?
Basically, everyone was surprised.
Choi Han again stopped understanding the red-haired nobleman's actions. But this time he restrained the urge to exclaim something like: "Why aren't we going to save him now? And why is the conversation turning to drinking again?" It was difficult, but it worked. He didn't want Eruhaben, if he knew the reason, to rub his nose in things that were perhaps not entirely obvious, but logical.
Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm down and think for a minute. And he did find one answer among his raging thoughts.
It's too early. The cats have set up a ball that won't go off for twenty-seven hours. And it's only morning now. It wasn't for nothing that they used a billion-dollar item, right? That means there will be problems without it.
This didn't stop the questions about the need for alcohol. But even Choi Han had already noticed that the redhead didn't drink for no reason.
It didn't look like Eruhaben's conclusions yet, but Choi Han congratulated himself on his progress. Just a minute of thinking, and he wasn't so angry anymore.
Alberu, who was still watching closely how Cale played Choi Han's nerves and emotions like a violin, thought that he had done it masterfully. First, he had built up the tension, letting him know how serious the situation was. He had told him about what the dragon had gone through, instilling a sense of kinship with the unfortunate creature. Then he had convinced him that all this was for the sake of saving a soul, and that they would only gain a sense of justice deep in their souls. The dragon would be free, right? And the final note was the demand to go for a drink, which erased the tension from the swordsman, who was too shocked to go on a rescue mission right now. But the effect had already been achieved.
"Bravo, Young Master Cale! My respects."
At the same time, he wondered if he could achieve this effect only with Choi Han. He knew him well from the "book". But he had also dealt with Bylos with flying colors. He hoped that his other "I" would stay away from this guy.
True, from the words of the God of Death it turned out that this hope was groundless.
He started drinking, even though it was only the middle of the day. Choi Han just sat there with a confused expression on his face, looking around. Everyone except him looked completely calm.
Surrounded by this peaceful atmosphere, Cale Hanitus drank bottle after bottle. The crimson color of his face grew brighter, and everyone who watched him knew that the young man was drunk.
— Is it okay to let him drink so much?
"He really was distracted from his thoughts about the dragon..."
Choi Han was trying to figure out in his mind what had happened in the room, what Cale had said, what kind of diplomatic magic had been used on him, that his double on the screen was so calm? As if nothing was happening at all. As if no one was going to save anyone at all.
Choi Han looked at Hans, who was standing next to him, and asked the question that interested him.
- Yes! There is nothing in his hands. So it is completely safe! The Young Master promised that he would not throw bottles!
"Poor bastards..."
Choi Han was talking about Cale's safety, but Hans was talking about his own safety. Choi Han simply shut up, seeing that the conversation had reached a dead end, and walked away from Hans. It was better to leave the deputy when he was distracted by the kittens. Instead, Choi Han looked at Cale to make sure he was safe.
Rosalyn and Vitira exchanged glances and stretched their lips into a smile.While the Young Master had his own terribly caring butler, his cats got their own.
- Master, your alcohol tastes great! Much better than I expected!
They had been drinking for two hours. There were some who did not drink, in case something happened. But most of the envoys enjoyed the festive atmosphere.
"They were all nervous for the first hour, tsk."
When Cale ordered everyone to gather up after he drank, the soldiers appeared with their helmets on. Cale couldn't believe it, but he said he wouldn't throw bottles to help them relax.
- They are even more unhappy than I thought.
- Bastards, huh?
The dragon child's curious eyes looked at Eruhaben for confirmation.
The elder dragon's thoughts were no secret to anyone. He often voiced them in this context.
Eruhaben looked at the sponge absorbing all that was unnecessary and sighed.
"You have to watch your language."
- Yes, baby, that's it. But it's a bad word, try not to use it.
Happy that he understood everything correctly, the little dragon nodded and turned away.
Eruhaben was looked at with slight reproach.
While they were dealing with the problem of the four-year-olds' vocabulary, Cale had managed to become a favorite customer in this tavern and successfully coped with the task of getting his own guards drunk.
Cale watched closely as the excited innkeeper brought in more and more alcohol and snacks for everyone.
Cale Hanitus. This man had an incredible resistance to alcohol. Everyone thought he got drunk easily because his face would turn red easily and he would make a fuss when he drank, but the truth was he did all of this without getting drunk.
So he was sober at that moment..."
Remembering the incident with the real Cale Hanitus, who had faded into the background, Choi Han began to get angry. He felt anger rising from the depths as the memories flashed by. He took a deep breath to suppress it, which attracted several glances.
He shook his head, conveying an unspoken request to them to ignore him.
He remembered that anger could get him into trouble. He also remembered that they had already established one thing:
"There was something very, very wrong with Cale Haniteuz."
He decided not to think about it for now. They would either find out about it here, or he would ask him himself when they got out of here.
When they have some free time, that is. Because they have a lot of things to do.
And Ron just shook his head. Such a talent he missed.
That's why Cale's head was still perfectly clear. He drank for another thirty minutes before looking at Choi Han and speaking.
The Black Dragon watched everything very carefully. He wanted to be rescued right now, but he knew that the Strange Man was doing the right thing. He had been planning his escape for years. He knew that there were fewer guards around the cave in the evening and at night. He was also waiting for the right moment. He would wait a little longer.
- Choi Han. Come and support me. I'm going to rest now.
- Young Master, I will do it.
- It's all right. Vice-Captain, take a little rest today. The rest of the soldiers too. Didn't you take part in the battle yesterday? This isn't a dangerous area, and the soldiers standing guard are enough to protect me, but the rest of you can relax and enjoy the peace.
- Young Master...
- ... I'm tired. All the best...
- Apparently, he really wants to do everything quietly, since he's trying to get rid of the guards.
— The fewer participants, the more likely a secret operation is to remain such. And even more so, he doesn't know which of them he can trust, and who will later report to the Count about his dubious activities.
- That's also true...
We can also remember his words about not wanting to be responsible for other people's injuries, but no one did.
Things would have gotten complicated if the vice captain and others had followed him. Fortunately, none of the soldiers came close after Choi Han supported Cale. Probably because Choi Han didn't drink at all and was also the strongest person. They had nothing to worry about since such a person would be guarding Cale.
"There is only one man left."
"The old man doesn't seem to care what I'm doing."
Ron wouldn't really care about Cale leaving his room or what he was going to do when he left the hotel. That was the case until now, however Cale didn't want things to get more annoying in the future, so he decided to talk to Ron about it beforehand.
"I wonder if Ron cared more about the Young Master's affairs, would things be a little quieter in Western?"
Seeing Ron following Choi Han, Cale quickly informed him:
- Ron, I'm going to go play. It's a secret, okay?
Choi Han didn't understand.
— "Play"?
- A very strange choice of words.
With the most benevolent smile of the sweetest grandfather in the world, which could freeze the soul of even the bravest creature, Ron shared his theory:
- He's trying to get rid of me. If he'd left silently, I'd have gone looking for him when I realized he wasn't in the room. If he'd said where he was going, I'd have to go with them, since "ignoring" is not the same as "intentionally endangering," and I wouldn't trust a black-haired brat to guard my master. And he doesn't want me to follow them anyway. All that's left is to throw dust in their eyes with the phrase "playing." I'll leave him alone, since I'll assume he's gone somewhere, like he usually does at home, and in a quiet village, even Choi Han can handle his guard.
Choi Han was offended by "he can even handle it", what kind of hint is that?
And while the others were wondering how much they had to dislike their butler to not take one of the strongest escorts on a difficult mission, the old man was shaking his head. He would fall for it. He was getting old, apparently. And the red-haired brat had fooled him. Both of them. He hadn't even suspected the high tolerance of the young master puppy. And where had he learned to pretend?
- I understand. I will wait for you.
- No need.
"He will wait for me! That's the last thing I need!"
As expected, Ron agreed without saying anything else. Cale continued to lean on Choi Han as he walked to his room.
- I'm going to rest. Hans, Ron, don't come into my room to wake me unless there's an emergency. You know how I get when someone disturbs my sleep, right?
Previously, the servant who dared to wake Cale instead of Ron would be subjected to a torrent of curses. Although Cale had not physically injured anyone, that servant had gone around the manor telling all the other servants how he felt like he had been hit with a barrage of blows, accompanied by curses.
"Is there some kind of plot in the Hanityuz family against the eldest son? Or did he really kill any goodwill towards himself?"
- Of course, Young Master. Please rest assured.
- Young Master, this old man will be standing right outside your room.
Cale's gaze froze at Ron's answer, but he continued to watch as both servants left the room before furtively giving an order to Choi Han:
- Use the window to return to my room safely.
- Aiya...Young Master.
Choi Han looked at Vitira with confusion.
Rosalyn looked in the same direction and, seeing something in the blue eyes of the future Queen of Whales, she giggled nastily.
Choi Han still didn't understand what the problem was. Neither did anyone else.
Women are incomprehensible creatures.
Choi Han nodded and quickly followed the two servants out of the room before closing the door.
— Meow!
— Is it time?
Cale nodded to On and Hong, who followed him into the room, and immediately opened the drawer.
* Here*
The magic lock clicked and Cale took out his equipment from the box. As soon as he finished his equipment, Choi Han entered the room through the window. His eyes widened.
"Kale-nim?"
Before putting on the mask, Cale threw a black robe to Choi Han.
- You should change your clothes too.
The orb from yesterday was supposed to stop the magical surveillance device, but it wasn't enough. Cale didn't want to get caught. That's why he'd been drinking since midday and prepared these outfits.
- What is this?
The black outfit had one red star and five small white stars surrounding it, in the center of the chest.
"What is this? Naturally, the uniform of a secret organization."
Choi Han, Ron, and Bikros tensed up at the sight of the familiar clothes. It was hard to even look at them. Memories of where and under what circumstances they had last seen them immediately came to mind. It was especially strange to see them on a familiar face. Even if the shape was a little strange.
Alberu thought that if he had correctly understood what he had seen, then this was truly a stroke of genius. Venion was not prepared for such a set-up. He waited impatiently.
The novel "Birth of a Hero" clearly and accurately described the outfit of the secret organization that Choi Han regularly encountered. The outfit was specially commissioned by Cale, and the description was given to the tailor as accurately as possible. Cale even created the clothes separately, and later personally added the stars to them.
That's why it was a little rough, but from a distance it looked quite natural.
People who saw this outfit would not remember the roughness of the embroidery, they would simply remember that it was: "A black outfit with one red star and five white stars surrounding the red one." For Venion, who had not personally met with the secret organization's representatives, unlike the Marquis, the report from the subordinates who saw this outfit would definitely cause a serious headache and furious anger.
"Yes! I got it right!"
Meanwhile, Vitira, who saw the very tense vicious trio of swordsman-butler-chef, decided to tone it down a bit. They still had to watch the rescue mission, and they already looked like they would explode if touched. This wouldn't do.
Crossing her legs, resting her arm on them and resting her head on them, she said with a slight smile in her voice:
— Imagine Young Master Cale, sitting in a carriage with a serious expression, embroidering stars on a uniform.
Everyone froze, imagining this picture.
Rosaleen, who understood her sea friend's plan, added in a confidential tone:
- With a cross!
And when everyone started turning their heads towards the not-yet-quite-former Crown Princess, still having a hard time imagining this picture, the emotionless voice of Mary, who loved everything cute, and in general, decided that she could carefully begin to let everyone know about herself (maybe a good first impression would help smooth out the damage from her revealed profession), rang out:
If Vitira wanted to ease the tension of the vicious trinity, then she clearly went too far.
For a few moments nothing happened. And after a few chuckles here and there the room was filled with hysterical laughter. Even Eruhaben smiled, covering his mouth with his hands.
— Pffhahahahahahahahahahahaha
- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
— HO-ho-ho-ho
And the most unexpected:
— AHAHAHAHAHAHA…..I can't…AHAHAHAHAHAH…stop….HAHAHAHAHAHA...cross….with kittens…AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ahem..Ahem…
The walls shook from laughter, or maybe not from it. The fact that the voice of the God of Death seemed to be a little noisy went unnoticed.
After a couple of minutes of general hysteria, during which the image mercifully paused, everyone began to calm down.
Ron was pleased to add this picture to his collection.
The Crown Prince thought he had never had so much fun in his life as he had in the last few hours in this room. Leaving out the details about the bread, balls and paws, that is.
Eruhaben thought about "poor bastards who are nicer than they want to seem."
Nobody looked at this form seriously anymore.
Still smiling, but having pulled themselves together, everyone looked ahead. They were here on business.
— ...Are we going to do something bad?
Choi Han asked again when he saw that Cale was not responding. Seeing his "benefactor" hiding his face under a mask, he definitely felt a hint of villainy.
"Yeah, we're going to do something bad," Cale began to smile under his mask. "We're going to do something bad to Venion."
— Brother.
Choi Han finally seemed to understand as he quickly pointed to the second mask in Cale's hands and said,
- Please give it to me.
— Pfft...
— Ha-ha-ha.
Even good people have the right to hate someone and want to take revenge on them. For this seventeen-year-old boy, who had already spent decades in this world, it was not possible to become an exception to this rule.
- Oh, yes, and these children are from the Cat Tribe. They are beastmen.
- This is Choi Han. This is Him. This is Hong. End of introductions. Everyone, get ready.
- Who introduces people like that, our thrifty one?
- Hahahahahaha! Your Highness, please stop!
There was little time, so as soon as Choi Han had donned the black suit and mask, Cale gave the order:
— Let's move out.
Then he added, as he stopped in front of the window:
- You'll have to help me out the window. I can't jump from that height without getting hurt.
Choi Han sighed for the first time in front of Cale. She walked up to Choi Han and patted him with her paws, as if consoling him. Cale called them to action again:
- Let's hurry.
The group that had safely left the inn headed towards the mountain with the Viscount's villa and the Dragon's prison.
It was all very funny, of course, but everyone gathered. The black dragon climbed into the space between the armrest of the chair and Eruhaben's thigh, kicking the latter quite a bit in the process, laid his muzzle on his paws and stared with all his eyes.
The place where the kittens, He and Hong buried the black ball exceeded all of Cale's expectations.
The Viscount's villa was thirty meters away from the dragon's cave. He and Hong buried the black sphere fifty meters away from the cave, in an area filled with trees and bushes, making it difficult to find.
- You two are simply amazing.
- It was like a piece of pie.
She said it was easy, but Cale could see her nose twitching with joy.
Cale, Choi Han, On, and Hong crouched around the place where the black ball, officially known as the Mana Destruction Tool, was located and looked at the cave as well as the Viscount's villa, which was a little further away, fifty meters away.
— Do you remember the plan?
Cale explained the plan on the way here. Honestly, there wasn't really a plan.
— For someone who supposedly doesn't have a plan, you've prepared surprisingly meticulously.
The prince could not help but be surprised by the contradictory nature of these words. Especially considering the needlework on the way. He could not help but chuckle.
— There are currently six people on guard.
Cale remembered the information he had read in Birth of a Hero. The Black Dragon was intelligent, like most of his race. He had been gathering information for four long years in captivity, and there was a reason he had attempted to escape two days later.
There were about thirty people living in the villa in total. Initially there were about a hundred people there, but their numbers gradually dwindled as they gradually realized that no one was planning to visit the area.
Of course, among the remaining thirty people, there were three high-level knights, comparable to the vice-captain, and seven mid-level knights. There were also soldiers, an executioner, and casual workers. The number of people here showed how much attention the Marquis paid to this place.
The ancient dragon looked down at the child who was using him as a pillow. The little brat. He couldn't help but notice the vitality and intelligence of this member of the great dragon race.
True, this same representative now looked more like a kitten before it was about to jump on a butterfly. Frozen with huge eyes and only slightly scratching his leg with his claws.
The black dragon, meanwhile, was delighted. The strange man had used his knowledge for his plan. He was proud of how smart he was. So it wasn't just for nothing. He would be saved. And he would see it.
His Highness meanwhile was noting on a piece of paper the number of forces left to guard the cave. Not that it was essential for them to know, but it would help to estimate how many forces Marquis Stan himself had. At the same time, he began to think about how to do all this on their side.
However, Cale had Choi Han. This young man was the one who was able to destroy the strongest knight in the Roan Kingdom in ten strikes. And someone so powerful was on his side.
The swordsman was very flattered by this. He didn't really understand where he stood on the power scale with other people. He had no reason to find out. Until recently.
"Let me explain again. At the entrance of the cave, there is one high-level knight and two mid-rank knights, as well as two soldiers. Inside the cave, there is only one high-level knight, and the executioner is at the very end of the cave.
Choi Han winced at the word 'executioner', but Cale didn't care. He didn't care what kind of worries were plaguing Choi Han's mind. What mattered was that the black sphere would activate soon, and that they needed to move quickly once that happened.
— The Magical Surveillance Devices located from the villa to the cave entrance will not work for forty minutes thanks to the black sphere that He and Hong buried. The same applies to the alarm system, magical traps, and everything else. Nothing will work for forty minutes.