Cale turned his gaze to the side.

�Why doesn�t this punk ever age?�

He questioned how Choi Han still looked like a high school student, but decided that it was annoying to think about and brushed it aside as he answered Choi Han�s question.

�It is not that hard. I am currently writing a new history of the kingdom.�

�Yes, yes indeed.�

The original novel had been completely changed. That was why it was a new history.

Usually, doing such a thing would be cumbersome.

Although it was cumbersome, it wasn�t that hard on his body.

Cale looked back out the window.

Choi Han started to frown while looking at Cale, who was leaning on the couch with a pale expression and looking out the window.

�How could a person be like this?�

Choi Han could not understand. He touched his scabbard as he started to think. A new history. Choi Han focused on those words.

Cale did not care as he casually lifted up the warm cup of tea that Ron brought over for him.

�Hmm?�

It was a sweet tea that he actually liked. Cale peeked toward Ron, who had his usually benign smile. Cale started to think.

�I guess the old man is tired as well. He forgot to bring me bitter tea.�

Cale looked toward Ron with concern before turning his gaze away and drinking the tea. He took a large gulp since it was sweet.

�Pffff-!�

He then spat it all out.

The Black Dragon stomped one of his short paws and flew up into the air.

A black spot could be seen in the distance.

And soon enough.

Baaaaang!

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