�What?�

Ron looked at Cale, who answered like he didn�t care, before asking his question.

�May I go as your personal servant to the palace?�

�Why are you asking such an obvious question? Who would go if it wasn�t you?�

That answer made Ron make up his mind to leave.

The people who called themselves, �Arm,� and ruled the Eastern continent�s underworld had started to expand their reach to the Western continent. �Arm,� was just one limb of the organization, and nobody knew their true identity.

The Molan family was a fifth generation assassin household that sought to rule the night in the Eastern Continent, and Ron Molan, the successor to the Molan family, hated and feared this, �Arm.�

�Young master.�

�What?�

�You will be very cool in the palace.�

�Ron.�

Cale looked toward Ron, who, after returning from his time off, was flattering him unlike his usual self, and casually asked.

�I do have a handsome face and figure don�t I?�

Meeeeeow.

The kittens snorted at Cale, but they couldn�t disagree. Cale was a handsome man with a slick figure.

Kim Rok Soo�s favorite thing about Cale was his money, but right after that was Cale�s body and face. Cale�s lips looked like they wanted to form a smile.

�Of course. Our young master is the full package.�

But that smile quickly disappeared.

�What did I just hear right now?�

It was a very gentle, warm, and caring voice. It even sounded like Ron was playing along with him. Cale felt chills all over his body, and turned his head around to see Ron standing there with a satisfied smile on his face. It looked different from when he was pretending to be satisfied.

Cale really felt chills all over his body now. But Ron did not care and continued to go on with his duties.

�Then I will head out for now. I need to go report to deputy butler Hans.�

�Oh? Oh. Go ahead, quickly.�

Ron soon left, and Cale started to ponder while looking at the closed door. JrNovels.com