Cale, whose face was red even though he was not drunk, pushed the bottle toward Hilsman who was looking at him. Hilsman flinched after recalling how Cale used to throw bottles in the past, before slowly taking the bottle from him.

Cale truly ate and drank all day without saying anything.

He finally said something as the sun started to go down.

�Hilsman.�

�Yes, young master-nim.�

As the guard, Hilsman had stopped drinking after one or two drinks. He was admiring how Cale�s experience as trash really was not a lie based on how he could drink all day as he observed Cale.

Cale started to speak again.

�Ron.�

�Yes sir.�

Ron, who had been sitting quietly, stood up and responded.

Cale turned to look at the two men who were waiting for him to speak. He caressed an empty bottle as he looked out the window to watch the setting sun.

He could see Freesia on the bridge sending him a signal underneath the sky that looked as if it was burning.

The merchant guild had been from the Empire, just as Cale had expected.

Screeeech.

Cale stood up and started to speak.

�I will be using the shield today.�

�Excuse me? Why all of a sudden?�

�Is he drunk?�

Vice Captain Hilsman thought Cale was drunk, but Cale smiled as he added on.

�I need to destroy them.�

He was talking about the ten houses.

�Destroy? Destroy what?�

Hilsman asked in confusion, but Cale ignored him and walked out of the bar.

He walked directly from the third floor of the bar to the entrance. JrNovels.com