Chapter 34-39. Stay Calm"
After the screen returned, the old butler continued to harass his Young Master.
Cale stared blankly at the cup of tea Ron was offering him.
-…Lemon tea before bed?
- Yes, Young Master.
Everyone was a little twisted. The dislike for lemons grew stronger in the heart of even the ancient dragon.
Cale wasn't used to drinking lemon tea before bed. He didn't feel like drinking it, but he picked up the cup without saying anything else. He felt Ron's eyes on him as he took a sip of the lemon tea.
It was then that Ron began to speak:
- Young Master, can I ask you for something?
- Khek... What? A request?
Cale's eyes clouded over as he began to think quickly.
"This scheming old man has a favor to ask of someone like me, who he thinks is useless?"
Cale felt an indescribable sense of anger. He felt like a man trying to get rid of a bump on his face and ended up with two. Either that, or the woodcutter, who was greedy and claimed that both the gold axe and the silver axe were his, ended up without even his own axe.
- This servant cannot express in words how much he is hurt.
Maybe someone would have believed him if he hadn't said it in such a happy tone.
Cale forced himself to calm down before asking in a calm manner,
- Okay, what is it?
Ron slowly conveyed his request to Cale:
— Can I ask for two days off?
- Hah...
Ron, Bikros and Choi Han stared at the screen in surprise.
Ron didn't understand the logic of his double's actions. He didn't see the point in asking the puppy-master for permission. Perhaps, despite all their similarities, they had already begun to differ from each other. He looked at everything from a different point of view, and for his other self, the young master was a much bigger mystery. And why a day off?
Cale put his cup down and grabbed Ron's hand before starting to speak quickly, which was very different from his usual style.
- Yes, that's a great idea! Ron, you've worked so hard for decades. You should have been taking care of that puny Young Master. If you need a day off, you can take as much as you want! You're more than worth it!
The eight beings in the other world fully supported the poor red-haired guy's joy.
Yes, Cale wanted Ron to be gone for as long as possible. However, Ron had to return before the terrorist incident in the capital to connect him with Choi Han, so two days of absence would be ideal. Cale was looking forward to enjoying the peace of the next two days without seeing that killer's face!
- I don't understand something...
- Eruhaben-nim?
He was usually the first to understand the nuances of Cale's actions, so hearing this from him was a bit of a surprise.
- If he wants to get rid of his butler so much, why doesn't he do anything about it?
Everyone tried to remember what Cale had tried to do to push Ron towards Choi Han. The only thing that came up was the confrontation in the kitchen. Otherwise, he decided that they had a great relationship anyway.
— Does he think this is self-evident?
- Poor bastard...
— Fu-fu-fu…
While Eruhaben couldn't believe such stupidity, from a supposedly smart person, this same smart person managed to hand the old man a large sum of money for "food and rest." Albert didn't even object. In this particular case, he would have thrown in some extra.
"Then I must leave my son here."
Ron looked at the relaxed Young Master in front of him.
- Young Master, will everything be okay?
Cale answered Ron's question excitedly. He wanted this old man to love himself so much that he would want to keep Cale forever!
- Of course! Ron, you have the opportunity to rest!
Qualification. Ron's original plan was to quietly leave in a few days, either alone or with Bikros. However, this damn attachment was a problem. That's why he decided to have this two-day break-test. The old man wanted to see what this young good-for-nothing would say. He was curious about his reaction.
"So I was planning to leave after all. But over the past few weeks I had become so attached to this puppy that it was no longer possible to leave silently."
Bikros was more concerned that his father was going to leave without him. He knew he was doing it for the safety of his double, but it was still unpleasant.
This brat, Young Master, now knew what kind of person he was because of Choi Han. Ron still had a gentle expression on his face, but his gaze had turned cold.
- Young Master, there is too much money here. What will you do if I take it and run away?
"Or do you want me to run away, especially after you heard that I am a strong man?"
"The second! It's definitely the second! He would open the family safe and give it to you if it would help!"
Who thought of this? Probably everyone. Including the God of Death.
Alberu was still wondering why the butler was asking such a stupid question to a man who had spent twice that amount on bread in three days.
Although years of forcing himself to smile had left Ron's face lined with wrinkles, his sharp gaze was directed at Cale. The old man could see the boy's reaction.
Cale snorted.
- Do you think I don't know what you're really like, Ron? If you were going to run away, you'd either leave without telling me, or just tell me you were leaving. Am I wrong?
This is how Ron left in the novel. He didn't tell the Count anything, and whenever he needed to separate from Choi Han's party to discuss his contracts, Ron would say that he needed to leave.
-…You are right. It really is so.
The former butler felt an unpleasant feeling in his chest, which he did not want to analyze yet.
Ron nodded with a smile. Now that he thought about it, it seemed like this brat, the Young Master standing before him, had seen the old man far better than his own son, Bikros, had in the last dozens of years. In fact, Cale might be the person who knew best what Ron was like now.
"Considering what he read about me in the book, in which I dropped the role of a butler, that's probably true..."
"I'm too old, " the old man admitted. Just as trees don't grow all at once, the effects of time won't escape him. Then Ron spoke.
- I will return to serve you when you go to the royal palace.
- If you really want it.
Ron looked at Cale's disinterested expression and put down the money.
He couldn't let Cale go into the palace looking worse than the royal family or the other nobles. Ron didn't want to see this brat he had raised being attacked by the disdainful looks of others.
Ron received an appraising glance from the Crown Prince and smiled good-naturedly at him.
And the prince was thinking about how the count had very obedient servants. Not allowing his master to look "worse than the royal family" is not exactly what a butler should do. In a sense, it is even disrespectful to the royal family. Cale with his red hair, the only one in the kingdom, will stand out from the crowd anyway. And they have already appreciated Ron's ability to turn his young master into a style icon. And this is on the road.
By the time Cale awoke in the afternoon of the next day, Ron had already gone on his day off, leaving the house early that morning. This left the assistant butler, Hans, in charge of Cale's attendance.Mr. Ron said that if it weren't me, he would feel awkward. Hahaha, so that means I'm just amazing?
— Can you just shut up?
Cale ignored Hans and looked at the door of the open room. Choi Han had been standing at the door since early morning. Cale stared at the black-haired youth, wondering what was going on, and Choi Han answered without even waiting to be asked:
- Mr. Ron asked me to protect you.
"What is Ron up to?"
- Choi Han-nim?
- Your Highness?
"I don't think Ron meant guarding his door early in the morning in a manor full of knights and soldiers.
The swordsman blushed. You can't blame the double for this, he would have done it himself.
Cale had a serious expression on his face when he received the cup from Hans. Then the boy began to frown:
- Hans. Why did you bring me lemonade?
- Excuse me? Young Master, don't you like lemonade?
- Ahahahahahaha!
- There is no butler there, you don't have to drink, you miserable creature.
Cale couldn't help but take a deep breath and drink the lemonade. He had to admit that it would do a better job of waking Cale up and calming his stomach than cold water.
"You're making up excuses for yourself, aren't you?"
Choi Han watched Hans and Cale from outside the room's door, recalling the conversation with Ron the day before...
* * *
— Are you going somewhere?
— Yes.
- Where?
- A child like you doesn't need to know about this.
- Did you come to talk to me about Cale-nim?
- You guessed it.
* * *
That's what Ron said before leaving early in the morning. Choi Han saw "Ron's killer" instead of "Ron's servant" when he left the residence.
- I most likely asked him to protect the puppy-master from the organization while I was not there. That is why I went to the capital for them. I don't see any other reason.
"The funniest thing is that Cale knows even more about them than you do, Mr. Ron.
"What amazes me more is the fact that even knowing that Ron had to leave with Choi Han, he still kept the butler out of his business and didn't tell anyone what he knew.
- That's understandable. Initially, he and Bikros left because of Choi Han-nim's power. That is, without looking back at the "Hand". And if Cale lets you know that he's aware of it, then there's a chance that Mister Ron will stay to keep an eye on the troubled gentleman who "got himself into something serious", and that's the last thing he needs, - the Crown Prince said, gesturing leisurely with his hand. He began to understand the red-haired transmigrator more and more.
- Choi Han.
Cale asked Choi Han, who continued to look at him:
- Is Locke awake yet?
— Yes, sir.
The Wolf Tribe did have fast regenerative abilities. Cale looked at his watch. "Piggy Bank" Bylos, the illegitimate son of the leader of the Merchant Guild Flynn, would soon be arriving in the capital. Cale had promised to have a drink with him and had already decided where they would meet. It was the same inn where he had ordered Choi Han to stay when he arrived in the capital. This inn also had a bar that was famous for its alcoholic drinks.
"And at the same time, something that will connect Choi Han and Bilos."
— Bilos was supposed to arrive in the capital at the beginning of the third volume, right?
— I think so.
— Then the events unfold in approximately this order. The first volume: from the village of Harris to leaving the estate of Count Hanitus. The second volume: events on the way to the capital. The third volume: a terrorist incident in the capital. The fourth volume is unknown to us yet. And the last, fifth: helping the whale tribe almost a year later.
— The fourth volume contains the events of almost an entire year?
- It looks like it.
Cale thought about the merchant who was in the same building with ten wolf cubs right now and asked:
- What about the kids and the merchant in the tavern?
- I thought you might drop in on your way back after the meeting.
-… Meetings?
- What meeting?
Hans walked up to the confused Cale and started talking:
— Young Master, an invitation from the nobles of the North-Eastern region.
— Brother.
- We forgot about these guys too.
— We were distracted by more serious things.
Cale forgot about it because he didn't think these nobles were important. He frowned slightly, wondering what to do. How should he, a known nobody, act in this meeting? Cale, Kim Rok Soo, had never met these people before, but it didn't matter. He was known to be the nobody in his family.
- This could be a problem...
- Why?
— The real Cale knew these people. They may know things about him that they didn't know at home. The way young gentlemen behave with each other can be very different from how they behave around adults. We saw that with Venion and Taylor. They also mentioned that they needed to "protect" Cale from something. Which already sounds weird. The book hardly mentioned any interactions between them, so Cale is going in blind this time.
- And the guest also wants to talk to you.
- Are you talking about Miss Rosalyn?
- Yes. She said that she would be ready to meet at any time convenient for you.
Rosalyn was a smart girl. She probably already suspected that the feeling of mana radiation yesterday came from a Dragon. She probably had never met a Dragon before, but such powerful mana could not have come from anyone else.
- I'm probably even more interested in what the dragon was doing next to a human. And, most likely, the question of my own presence in the estate. We practically fell on his head.
Cale opened the bathroom door, giving an order to Hans before stepping inside:
- I'll have breakfast in my room, so get everything ready. After that, ask Miss Rosaleen if she'd like to have breakfast together.
- Yes, Young Master. I understand. However, it's already midday, so it'll be lunch.
-…Hans.
- I'll get everything ready now!
- I'm in love with this red-haired guy, seriously.
- Miss Vitira, isn't he lovely? You agree, yes?
- Yes! It's a measure of how harmless Young Master Cale is. As the most intimidated of the servants, he quickly gains the courage to be cheeky here and there.
Locke, Mary and the little dragon were just having fun with the funny butler's assistant, he seemed funny to them.
Choi Han, Bikros and Alberu looked at their new friends with skepticism.
And Ron and Eruhaben thought that the further they went, the more often "Young Master Cale's harmlessness" fell into the same category of things as the usefulness of vitamin C in large quantities, the good upbringing of royal daughters, the friendliness of dragons, the sunny character of a sword master, and the cost of a sack of bread in the Northeast region. In the category of extremely dubious things that still needed to be verified. The red head reacted painfully calmly to things that would make a normal person's hair stand on end.
Cale looked at Hans, who responded energetically and gave one last command before closing the bathroom door:
- Oh, and leave the terrace door open.
"We must give the Black Dragon a chance to enter."
It was very strange, but the Dragon could sleep well if he stayed outside, for example, on a tree by the window.
The black dragon understood perfectly well why his double was sleeping outside. He didn't want to be locked up.
- Stupid man... - the child even rolled his eyes. You can tell right away - a dragon.
- Then I'll go after Rosalyn-nim.
- Fine.
Cale sat down in a chair in front of the table, which held breakfast for some and lunch for others, and sent Hans on his next errands. It seemed that Bikros had made every effort, as the food looked simply amazing. The table was full of food, probably because the boy had asked for everything at once, rather than just a piece at a time.
The chef in question looked at the table with shining eyes. The Hanityuz family's capital mansion was built on the principle of "the best of everything." This included the kitchen. He had never seen it himself, but the workers who came from there had told him a lot about it. He saw the food on the table, and his hands itched to immediately repeat this feast, which was more like a decent dinner than breakfast or even lunch.
"Keil-nim," Choi Han approached him.
- I'll stay with Locke while you eat.
- I suppose you both take turns looking after the boy.
Choi Han felt embarrassed under Cale's penetrating gaze. Although Lock was recovering quickly, he was still lying in bed, with Rosalyn and Choi Han taking turns feeding him. Of course, Rosalyn was more suited to this nursing task.He and Hong help take care of him.
- How the hell do they do this...
— Are they still looking for ways to kill the wolf?
Locke quickly blushed. So did the sword master.
— I wouldn't be surprised if they blink in turn, afraid of missing something.
- Pfff... What diligent students!
The blush only became deeper.
Choi Han could only remain silent in response to Cale's words. He and Hong remained in Lock's room. But the thing was, the two kittens had told Cale a secret before they went there:
"I think we're too weak to kill a member of the Wolf Tribe. We'll probably lose even if we can go berserk. We need to figure out how to disable people like him."
- Right, we need to figure out the way. That's why we want to study a little.
He and Hong weren't there to feed Lock, but to figure out how to kill such enemies in the future.
The old butler was once again amazed by the two little children. They weren't just watching, they were actually making the right decisions. So they were smart. Maybe, just maybe, dumping his safety on two kittens wasn't such a bad idea. As crazy as it sounded.
And Locke tried to imagine two kittens, looking their cutest, thinking about how to kill him. It would have been funny if he hadn't seen them poisoning the guards of the dragon prison.
— But Locke still seems relaxed when he has two cute kittens around.
-…I guess that's great.
— I didn't tell Locke and Rosalyn that I brought them with me because you told me to do so.
- Good job.
- I told you I would keep it a secret.
Choi Han showed his trustworthy side to Cale. Perhaps it was because of the vow from yesterday, but Choi Han didn't know how tricky words could be. He didn't know how the same words could be used to benefit one side more than the other.
That Choi Han didn't know, but this one will definitely remember. Not everyone will be as kind to him as Cale. And even that one is a stretch.
Cale thought about how he would use Choi Han in the future before speaking to the boy who seemed to truly trust him:
Choi Han didn't like the sound of that at all. At all. The red-haired nobleman wanted to slap him on the back of the head. But as long as he was being "used" to prevent hundreds of people from dying, he would tolerate it. No matter how much it went against his own principles, Cale really had every right not to interfere in anything at all. It would be on his conscience and that would be it. Not many people would help even a simple fallen man, and he had already saved more people, and not quite as many, than he had originally intended.
- Choi Han, you said that you were going to kill that bloodthirsty mage if you saw him again?
— Yes.
Cale nodded at the answer that came without the slightest hesitation before continuing to speak.
- I'll tell you how to find this man.
Choi Han's gaze began to change, but Cale wasn't finished yet:
- Of course, we must first prevent a terrorist attack.
Choi Han's expression seemed to be begging Cale to tell him everything right away, but as soon as the young man opened his mouth, there was a knock on the door, and then Hans's voice was heard:
- Young Master, I brought Rosalyn-nim.
The Crown Prince was finally convinced that the sword master needed to be watched. By carefully limiting the information given out, Cale simply did not leave Choi Han a chance to do something wrong. In the case of saving the dragon, the swordsman simply did not have time to think about anything, the plan was already prepared and being implemented. In the case of the incident, the information came earlier, but no details were voiced on which he could act. Choi Han can only wait for what Cale will say. But the prince's problem was that the swordsman would already know everything by the time they left here. With his hot temper and thirst for immediate justice, their plans could be jeopardized. He needed other leverage.
And this is on the condition that if his own secret is revealed, at least someone will listen to him.
Cale nodded to Choi Han and stood up from his seat. The protagonist of the novella stood up silently and opened the door. Hans and Rosalyn walked in. Hans did not go further than the doorway, but calmly added to what he had said earlier:
— Young Master, Rosalyn-nim, please let me know if you need anything.
Then Hans bowed and left the room, Choi Han following him.
- Rosalyn, I'll stay with Locke.
- Fine.
Once they left, only Rosalyn and Cale remained in the room. The girl looked calm but cold.
"I wonder if he'll reveal the dragon or not?" Rosalyn leaned closer to the screen, not wanting to miss a single detail.
- I think so. He didn't close the door to the balcony, so he doesn't mind the baby being there. And you felt his presence in the evening. The baby left him no choice.
- I'm not a child, Uncle Goldie!
- And I'm not Goldie's uncle, I'm Eruhaben.
- Thank you for the invitation, Young Master Cale.
- You're welcome, Miss Rosalyn.
Cale pointed to the chair opposite him and began to speak:
— We have a lot to discuss.
"Young Master, I suppose you don't like beating around the bush?" The girl began to smile as she asked this question, and Cale looked towards the open terrace and spoke:
— Measures.
"How does he even know that Dragon-nim is next to him?" Bikros couldn't understand it. However, this question was interesting not only to him.
- Choi Han previously reported his approximate location.
"That doesn't explain the ability to spot a small dragon among the dense foliage. Also, when they sat down to dinner yesterday and he invited him inside, Choi Han wasn't even in the mansion."
- What kind of mysticism is this?
"Have a nose for trouble?"
Eruhaben thought so. The guy's intuition was still working perfectly. It still didn't explain anything, but it sounded funny.
At that moment, Rosaleen quickly turned around. She could see leaves floating into the room. The girl couldn't help but shiver.
Still, she had thought about it logically last night. Rosalyn had thought about it all night while she was feeding Lock. Three-layered magic and the ability to do things like that. There was really only one answer.
Rosaleen understood her doppelganger's shock and awe. Seeing a dragon was every mage's dream. Experiencing its magic was the stuff of fantasy. Dining with a higher being? No one would believe her. Ever.
The girl raised her gaze from the leaves falling to the floor and looked at Cale, asking the question that interested her:
- Dragon. Is this Dragon-nim?
Mages did respect Dragons. Her behavior clearly showed that this was the case. Cale began to smirk before speaking towards the leaves floating in the air.
- You have to prove yourself.
At that moment, the leaves that were floating above the table, or more precisely, above the steaks, turned into leaves lying on the Black Dragon's body. He removed the invisibility magic.
"Why does the cub listen to him at all?" was what Eruhaben didn't understand yet.
The child may have considered Cale to be safe for himself, and probably quite an interesting creature in general, but that didn't explain his obedience. In the evening he stopped the demonstration of magic, today he comes in and removes invisibility at one human word.
By the way, their own cub also warmed up to people abnormally quickly for a dragon. Although he should, if not hate, then despise them as inferior creatures, with his past. Maybe it's innate?
— Mm-m.
Rosalyn even forgot how to breathe, as she was in complete shock. Even though she knew that a dragon would appear in front of her, the sight of it was still a shock. There were less than twenty dragons living in both the Western and Eastern Continents, but such a rare creature was right in front of her right now.
They were creatures that preferred solitude. Although there were about twenty dragons confirmed to exist in the world, they all came in different colors and varied greatly in personality, habits, and traits. The Magic Tower found this quite interesting. Why did they differ in color and personality, even after growing up under the guidance of their parents?
There was only one explanation they could come up with.
"Dragons are proud creatures who want to be different from others."
They wanted to be unique while they were alive. This even applied to being unique among their own Dragon tribe.
The black dragon turned to his elder kin, seeking confirmation, which he immediately received. He turned to the screen, preoccupied with thoughts about how he could stand out from the rest, if he did not know the rest?
And this creature was now right before Rosalyn's eyes.
The Black Dragon looked calmly at Rosalyn before turning his head away. Rosalyn didn't know what to make of the Dragon's action. After that, he moved over the steak and spoke.
- I'm hungry.
-…Well then you can eat.
Cale shook his head in response and motioned for Rosalyn to take a seat.
— It wouldn't hurt for us to eat too.
— Oh, yes.
Rosalyn had a desolate expression as she sat down. She saw the young Black Dragon eating steak in front of her. And Cale, who was attending a meeting of the nobles of the Northeastern Region and was therefore dressed elegantly, was calmly eating soup.
Trying to distract herself from the most shocking sight of either of their lives, Rosaleen turned to Ron.
- Mr. Ron! If I understand correctly, you were responsible for the Young Master's wardrobe on this trip. I want to express my admiration for your skill. I didn't know that blue went so well with red. I've never managed to look so good in this color scheme, - she said, slightly pouting her lips.
"It's all a matter of tone, Miss Rosalyn. The Young Master's hair is darker and cooler, while yours is lighter and warmer. I recommend you try turquoise or sea green on a summer afternoon," came the immediate reply.
- I understand! Thank you very much! But we will still go to the store together.
"As you wish."
How did they end up at fashion week? No one knew. But the suit suited the Young Master very well. Albert was a little worried.
No one from the Magic Tower would believe her if Rosalyn told her about it.
However, the girl believed in what she saw with her own eyes, as well as all the rest of her five senses. Everything in nature can be felt with the five senses.
-… It's so amazing that a magician like me can see such an incredible sight. A dragon next to a human.
Rosalyn believed what her eyes saw and honestly voiced her thoughts out loud. Cale did not want to answer, but the Black Dragon stopped eating his steak to look at the girl, and then he turned his head and looked at Cale.
It had a reptilian face, but it was easy to read the expressions on it. The Black Dragon began to frown, looking at Cale, who was still eating the soup and began to speak:
- Very weak. He is no better than an ant. That is the reason.
- Indeed.
Both Cale and Dragon agreed, and Rosalyn watched them curiously before finally nodding.
There is such a relaxed atmosphere between this couple, as if they dine like this every day, and not just for the second time in two days, with a minimum of conversation...
- It looks so cute.
- I'm not cute!
- That's not what I meant, Dragon-nim. I meant the general mood at the table.
- Aaaa... Then okay.
— It is an honor to dine with Young Master Cale and Dragon-nim.
Rosalyn was calm as she lifted her fork gracefully. Cale noted the expression on her face as he continued to eat his soup.
"She is a truly courageous person."
Any other mage in this situation would have started shaking non-stop and flattering the Dragon. Then they would have asked the Dragon to teach them something about mana or magic. Dragon magic was something that would drive any mage on the continent into a state of raging madness.
- Is it true, dear Rosalyn?
- That's right, Dragon-nim. Meeting a dragon is a great fortune for a magician. Of course, anyone would try to learn something unknown.
- Why aren't you "raving mad"?
- …I have a good upbringing, Mr. Dragon.
"Oh really?"
Seven people thought about this. Vitira saw nothing wrong with her friend's upbringing at all.
"But I must say that of all the 'characters' so far, the Young Master has the highest opinion of you, Miss Rosalyn.
Rosaleen smiled proudly at her friend. She was very flattered by this fact.
Cale spoke to Rosalyn, who began her meal with a salad:
- Please, feel free to stay here as long as you like it.
- Young Master Cale.
— Yes?
- I have three things that interest me. But one of them has already been resolved, so there are two more left. Can I ask you about them?
- Please, you can ask questions.
"That's the second thing I'm curious about," Rosalyn asked her question calmly and sincerely. "Can someone who wasn't invited be allowed to stay in your residence? Even if I'm a mage, as a noble, you must be sensitive to having to deal with strangers."
Cale answered this question easily:
- Everything is fine because you came with Choi Han.
Rosalyn, who knew better, couldn't help but be amazed at how it looked from her double's perspective. In a force majeure situation, Choi Han would rush to the strange nobleman without thinking, who would help without asking any questions, as if he did this every day. And the "strange nobleman" also had no questions for her, because she came with Choi Han. She probably thought about how good the man in front of her was, and how much she trusted Choi Han. But the truth was, he simply knew everything in advance.
The youth glanced at the Black Dragon who was eating his steak before looking at Rosalyn and continuing to speak.
- Besides, I have this guy.
"You just signed up a dragon as a guard?"
The Black Dragon did not respond to this statement. However, it did flick its wing once before burying its snout into another steak and eating it even faster than before. Rosalyn stared at the dragon for a long moment before her red pupils focused on Cale again, who was eating a salmon steak.
"And he didn't even think to argue? What's going on anyway?"
-… I see. Then here is my third question.
Cale stopped eating his salmon steak and looked at the sorceress.
Rosalyn asked her next question:
- Why do you treat me with such respect, despite the fact that you yourself have the status of a noble?
Cale picked up the glass next to the plate of salmon steak and took a sip of white wine. Then he spoke.
- Red hair, red eyes and magical abilities. Plus, you revealed yourself by calling yourself Rosalyn.
- I have one more question.
- Which?
- How does he, without being noble, manage to look nobler than most aristocrats?
- Mysticism. I tell you so.
The girls were clearly on their own wavelength.
Cale started to smile before asking,
- Princess, you are not the one who should speak to me like that, are you?
Rosalyn began to smile.
- I heard that you are just a nobody, but I think that was a lie.
The sorceress dropped her respectful tone immediately, as Cale expected. Although most people might not know what a princess of another country looked like, it was different for nobles.
Cale responded to Rosalyn's statement:
"It is true that I am known as a nonentity. However, a magician must make his judgments based on his five senses.
- You are right, young master Cale. We believe in what we experience ourselves.
Cale thought that Rosalyn was speaking rather strangely. She spoke informally to him when she referred to herself as a princess, but when she spoke as a sorceress, she would say "we" and switch to formal communication. Her identity as a sorceress seemed to be very important to the girl.
- Well observed, Young Master!
- But princess-nim...
— Rosalyn.
She really didn't like being treated like a princess.
Alberu calmed down a little. The princess interrupts everyone. Not only the princes.
- So be it, Miss Rosalyn. What about your questions?
- Yes, I'm already finished.
The girl smiled as she answered him.
— Young Master Cale seems to be unwilling to deal with me?
- Really? I only did this because Princess-nim herself seems to prefer this state of affairs.
- Liar.
- Young lady, you are so straightforward.
- Mr. Ron, I don't see any point in restraining myself in the company of such a wonderful person.
The two smiles were so falsely friendly that it was scary to look at them.
Rosalyn thought Cale's words were just a good excuse.
The man who travels with the Dragon. He was known as a nonentity to the entire society, but in reality, this was far from the truth. He could easily reveal her identity if he really wanted to do so.
The girl thanked Cale, who smiled as if he knew nothing.
- It seems you did not inform the royal authorities of Roan. Thank you very much.
- No problem. Something like this should be based on the individual's own desires.
Cale thought that the Crown Prince would definitely visit this residence if Cale reported this to the palace.
"You still want to stay away from me, huh?"
"You are right, Young Master Cale. I do not wish to reveal myself. If you encounter trouble in the future, please tell me that it was I who asked you not to say anything. I will send a messenger to back up this story."
- Understood.
- Thank you for letting me stay here. I'll take care of my business and not cause you any trouble.
"Don't cause me any trouble."
Cale thanked Rosalyn, who gave him the answer the young man wanted to hear most:
- Thank you very much.
- No need to worry. That's how it should be.
"It seems like Young Master Cale and I will get along well in the future…"
- You understood each other surprisingly well.
Rosalyn waved off Cale's thanks before continuing to eat. Cale and Rosalyn no longer needed to talk. Rosalyn just looked at the Dragon often.
She couldn't resist it. Being a mage, the girl simply couldn't take her eyes off the Dragon. The Dragon stopped eating the sausage that was originally meant for Cale before turning to look at Rosalyn. After the girl continued to stare at him for a while, the Dragon finally spoke.
- Eat your food. This is mine.
The dragon child, sitting in the chair, looked at his other self with a little regret. That self still treated people worse than he did. He didn't know yet that Rosalyn was Sweet Rosalyn. But it was okay, he would find out soon. People just needed to be fed properly. He had already figured that out himself, feeding the Strange Man. He was a quick learner. It was him, after all.