Forget history, being full and warm was the best. Thinking about that made Cale think that he was suffering right now.

He started to frown even more.

He was not just suffering now, he was starving.

�What did I ever do to deserve this?�

Cale started to speak to console himself, knowing that he was suffering now in order to have 50 years of peace.

Cale�s desire to go home and lay around in bed was relayed to the red ships surrounding them.

�Let�s go back.�

Everybody heard his voice.

�To our land.�

Let�s go back to our land.

The Roan Kingdom�s citizens bit down on their lips instead of cheering.

They had somewhere to return to and they were alive and able to go home.

They were feeling at peace for still being alive instead of joy for their overwhelming victory.

The three hundred ships that resembled the migration of birds were gone, while the golden ship and red ships returned back home.

Of course, not all of the ships were returning. The few ships that did not return under Cale�s command remained on the peaceful ocean. These ships were left here in order to find the enemy corpses that were either floating or sinking into the ocean.

Although he should be cold and cruel for their enemies, Cale knew that there were many people who were sinless and happened to become soldiers in order to survive.

Cale watched the remaining ships finish surveying the area before turning around. The golden ship made its way back to shore.

This was the thought on Cale�s mind as he touched the golden turtle sculpture.

�I�m so hungry. I�ll eat as soon as I get back.�

To speak of the results, Cale did not get to do that when he got back.

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There was too much for him to do.

Cale could not help but laugh.

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