He looked desperate.

He was eating with such desperation in order to not faint, to keep on living.

Furthermore, whatever he had been doing the past few days had turned his clothes into a mess such that someone could easily think he was a beggar who had not eaten for days.

This was the true appearance of the person people called a serene hero.

Cale had then fainted.

�It�s stifling.�

Bud slowly pressed his palm over his heart.

His mind was feeling frustrated right now.

It was at that moment. He heard the ancient Dragon�s voice.

��Frustrating bastard.�

The Mercenary King did not need to ask who the ancient Dragon, who was looking out the window, was talking about.

Bud Illis started to think about Cale�s trajectory in the Western continent since last year.

He prevented the Plaza Terror Incident in the Roan Kingdom�s capital.

He put out the fire in Section 1 of the Jungle.

He had amazing achievements in the battles that took place throughout the Western continent earlier this year.

Many people lived thanks to him.

Bud turned to look at Cale, who was breathing slowly with his eyes closed, as he started to think.

��Even these appearances-�

How he had desperately stuffed himself.

How he looked so shabby with ripped clothes that were covered in dust.

How he fainted frequently.

Did people know about this side of Cale as they did of his achievements?

Bud kept his mouth shut.

He was frustrated, but there was nothing he could really say right now. JrNovels.com