Drops of blood were dripping from On�s sharp claws.

�Grr, Grrrrrr.�

A small monster that looked like a fox was twitching on the ground from being poisoned. The Black Dragon came over to report.

�All done.�

Close to twenty of these fox-like animals were dead.

�They really are getting stronger with experience.�

On and Hong could not learn properly because they had to live in hiding as they had run away from their tribe. The Black Dragon naturally lacked experience after living in confinement his entire life. Cale was using the Forest of Darkness�s monsters to quickly fill those gaps in their training.

�Should I have fought as well?�

Where else would he get an opportunity to safely build experience? The Black Dragon and the kittens all abruptly turned their heads as Cale mumbled to himself.

�Seems like a useless idea!�

�Weak human, it is too much for you at this point. One day is enough.�

�Our youngest is right. You spit out blood from using the shield too much last time!�

Paseton let out a gasp.

��Ho.�

However, Cale could see that Witira was just smiling brightly. He then saw her caress her whip with a determined gaze.

That was the look of someone who wanted to fight. She really was a scary person.

Cale quickly opened up his magic bag and gathered everyone around him.

�Everybody put this on before you go any farther.�

�Is it because of poison?�

�Yes.�

Cale answered Paseton�s question before putting the mask on the Black Dragon, who stuck his head toward him.

�Human. There is a weird scent.�

The Black Dragon frequently said this to Cale since a few days ago.

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