He had never lost a battle ever since he became an adult Dragon.

Even if people point their fingers and laugh at you, your value is determined by how you view yourself, not by them.

There was a reason Eruhaben was saying all of this to Cale and Raon.

�In nature, and in this world, there is a reason and meaning behind everything that exists.�

He had heard about the Water of Judgment from Cale as they were returning to the inn from the dead ancient Dragon�s lair. He had also read the diary in order to find out that it was an arrogant power that resembled a god.

�Cale, it is all up to how you choose to accept the will of the ancient power.�

The Water of Judgment.

Although the name might sound scary, and it was supposedly like a god, it was still a power used by a human in the end.

The value of that power would be determined by the thoughts of its owner.

Eruhaben turned the final branch into dust before he went into the barrier. Cale, who had walked up next to him at some point, started to speak as they entered the barrier.

�Thank you for your advice.�

Eruhaben smiled before it quickly disappeared.

Tap.

Eruhaben winced the moment his foot touched the ground.

��This.�

Needles.

He felt something that felt as if numerous needles were poking at his skin.

He could see the lake at the same time.

Cale�s calm voice reached his ears at that moment.

�I see why they call it the Grey Eye Forest.�

A lake in the shape of a human eye was in front of them.

The color of the water in that lake was grey.

Cale saw Beacrox stepping behind Eruhaben. It was as if his instincts were telling him to go hide behind the strongest person with Raon on his back.

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