Cale folded the paper and put it in his inner pocket.

He then turned around.

Cage, Taylor, and Rosalyn were still sitting at the table while Alberu was standing with his arms crossed nearby.

Raon was probably near Alberu as well. The fact that the corner of Alberu�s shirt was scrunched probably meant that Raon was there holding onto it.

Cale could see priestess Cage cautiously starting to speak.

�Young master-nim, was it bad news?�

She had copied down the image the God of Death had shown her, but she could not read or comprehend it.

She couldn�t even tell if they were images or words.

It was a message from the God of Death that was meant only for Cale.

The others had either nervousness or concern on their faces as they looked toward Cale after hearing Cage�s question. Cale answered without any hesitation.

�Let�s just��

The group could see that Cale�s eyes were burning up contrary to his pale face.

�Decision?

He wants me to decide when the White Star is running wild?

Who will be able to do something if I�m not involved?�

�Avoid it?

Run away?�

It was one thing if they all ran away together, but he would never run away on his own.

Cale did not hide his anger as he continued to speak.

�Let�s just ignore it.�

The original, �The Birth of a Hero,� didn�t exist anymore.

Cale planned to live however he wanted to live.

��You�re going to ignore a message from a god?�

�Yes.� JrNovels.com