�He would do anything in order to stay alive.�

That was the reason that Cale could look at Clopeh and snort.

This was the guy who had tricked the continent into thinking that he was the Wyvern Knight. What wouldn�t such a person be willing to do to save his life?

Cale would never trust his enemy and had no plan to let go of this weakness that he held in his hands.

The Black Dragon Raon peeked at Cale and Clopeh before flying over to Witira. He then quietly whispered to her.

�That white-haired guy is a bit crazy, but he can still play his part.�

�I understand, Dragon-nim.�

Witira finally let go of her concerns about Clopeh. With both Cale and Raon saying it was okay, there was no reason for her to worry.

However, Witira did not know the full extent.

�He�s a bit crazy.�

She didn�t know what Raon really meant by that.

The six-years-old Raon sighed while seeing that Clopeh was still looking at Cale�s back.

Clopeh continued to look at Cale�s back.

Cale�s red hair looked white to him.

The Guardian Knight still had not forgotten about the legend.

He recalled the voice of the necromancer who created these bomb-infused limbs on his body.

The voice that was so cold that he questioned whether she was truly a human spoke in a monotone voice.

�You cannot get in the young master-nim�s way.�

Of course, there was actually a good amount of emotion in comparison to Mary�s normal voice, however, it was so faint that only those close to her would be able to notice it.

�The young master-nim is an amazing person.�

Mary informed the Guardian Knight about Cale in a mechanical voice.

To Mary, Cale was someone she was thankful for. He was someone who was pitiable and good, always doing things for other people.

Chatter chatter.

She shared her honest thoughts about Cale. She said it in an innocent way because she was an innocent person. JrNovels.com