He thought about the child he tried to turn into a Dragon. He just ended up a useless Dragon half-blood.

The White Star found this current situation to be quite entertaining. There had never been so many things outside his expectations like this in close to 1,000 years.

He gently started to speak to Sheritt as if he was very amused.

�Lord, how does it feel to meet your child after close to 10,000 years? I�m sure you�re relieved. You�ll get to die with your child.�

Clang!

Cale could see Beacrox take his greatsword out and glare at the White Star. Everybody else looked ready to strike at any moment as well.

However, nobody could move.

�Ha, hahahaha!�

Laughter filled the area.

Sheritt was the one who was laughing.

She smiled toward the White Star as she started to speak.

She pointed toward the White Star.

�You can never sleep. You�ll feel pain as if your heart is ripping into pieces every day, but you�ll never be able to rest. Once you rest, death will visit you once again.�

The smile on the White Star�s face disappeared.

�What is it? Why aren�t you smiling?�

Lord Sheritt continued to speak to the White Star who was no longer smiling.

�Hey bastard, smile.�

On the other hand, Sheritt�s smile became even bigger.

�You can�t even taste anything when you eat food, right?�

Cale could slowly understand what the curse from the oath of death entailed.

A life where he could not cherish anything.

That was not a simple curse.

It was not a life that one would say was a bit tiring.

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