It was currently being shaped into a sculpture.

Although it was only partially completed, Cale felt as if he could see an ugly mountain bandit with a large axe in his hand.

The bandits in front of him all looked as if they were minions.

And the one depicted in the incomplete sculpture was, naturally, the boss.

It was a simple deduction.

Cale heard the bandits speaking again.

�What is up with these old and stupid looking peoples?�

�You dare to intrude on the mountain of the Indomitable Ruler?!�

Eruhaben added an explanation.

�Their leader�s name must be the, �Indomitable Ruler.��

Cale let out a sigh.

Why did the name have to include, �Indomitable?� He was tired of that name.

However, things were better this way.

�Ron.�

�Yes, young master-nim.�

�Doesn�t your intuition as someone who once lived in the Eastern continent say that they are mountain bandits?�

�That does seem to be the case, young master-nim.�

Cale turned his head. Beacrox was already putting on a pair of white gloves. Beacrox confidently asked when the two of them made eye contact.

�Shall I go?�

Cale looked toward the other side. The sword master Hannah was clicking her scabbard. On and Hong, who were probably with the invisible Raon, were busy observing the scenery as if this discussion didn�t matter to them.

Cale turned back to the bandits.

He did not want to see blood when the Dwarves had dug some pits for them. He didn�t want to get used to killing and didn�t want to make anybody get hurt.

However, he did not have any up to date information about the Eastern continent.

�Beacrox, take off your gloves. Ron, Hannah.� JrNovels.com