�What�s so unlucky about me?�

Cale started to grumble. He had a scowl on his face.

�I�m the eldest son of a Count, I�m rich, I am strong enough to not get beaten to death anywhere, well, I am a bit busy, but� And that business is making me famous- shit.�

Cale decided not to grumble anymore.

Just talking about it was making him angry.

� Huuu, how cute.

He ignored the Super Rock�s comment.

He also ignored the pitiful gazes of the group who were shaking their heads at him. That led him to look toward the Mercenary King.

�You really are my friend. I feel like I found my soul�s friend!�

�What�s wrong with this bastard?�

Cale could see Bud Illis grabbing his hand.

�I�m the same! I�m the Mercenary King! I�m the head of the Mercenaries Guild! I�m also rich. And strong. But there�s a lot of work. And my life is on the line with that work. Shit!�

��Haaaa.�

Cale slapped Bud Illis�s hand away before choosing to just look out at the foggy ocean.

That was the most relaxing thing to do.

However, once he could see an island through the fog�as they approached close enough for him to see the port�

Cale oddly started to frown.

�That is my hometown island!�

He could see a large island.

But that was not the issue.

� Human! Human! I feel like I smell alcohol!

�It�s the smell of alcohol!�

�It reeks of alcohol so much!�

On and Hong, whom the Mercenary King already found out were Cats, as well as Raon, the three children averaging nine-years-old scowled and commented on the scent coming from the port. JrNovels.com