The Vice Captain�s calm response gave Eric a headache. He thought about young lady Amiru, who was responsible for the naval base.

�Young master Eric, you don�t need to worry about young master Cale. To be honest with you, I am looking forward to what he does.�

Her gaze was sharp, as if she was looking forward to the war.

�Haaaa, really.�

Eric ruffled his hair and was unable to hide his anxiety.

�Cale, you punk, just what ��?�

�What about me?�

Eric flinched.

Tap. Tap.

He heard the sound of shoes hitting the marble. Eric turned around.

He could see Cale leisurely walking from the entrance.

He was his usually calm and relaxed self.

This slow walking pace fit Cale more than anybody else.

Cale walked by young master Eric, who had sent him a letter a day while worrying about the war.

�I�ll see you later.�

Eric turned back after hearing his comment to look at Cale�s back.

He had changed.

Although he couldn�t tell how, he could feel that something had changed.

That was why he could not easily respond.

Of course, Cale was happy that he didn�t need to hear young master Eric�s concerned voice. Cale personally grabbed the handle to the banquet hall�s entrance. It was a large door.

The knight in front of the door urgently approached him and started to speak.

�Young master-nim, I will do it.�

�No need. I will do it myself.�

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