A magic bomb that appeared in the air was thrown toward the secret base.

Baaaaaang!

The defensive wall shook along with the loud noise. The people inside the wall were busy putting the fires out on the buildings that were destroyed by the black spears while trying to dodge the magic bombs at the same time.

� Human, how many can I throw?
�As many as you want.�

Cale stoically responded and Raon responded with excitement.

� Heh! Then I�m going to throw all of the magic bombs goldie gramps gave me! I will not let them off this time!
�Sure, keep throwing them.�

Cale was responding to Raon�s comments but the person looking at him thought that Cale was talking to him. Dorph glared at Cale from the other side of the shield.

��You want to keep throwing those things?�
�What�s wrong? I can�t do that?�

Cale shrugged his shoulders while looking at Dorph.

�The White Star seemed to be spreading around what seemed like magma, so what�s wrong with bombs? They�re about the same, aren�t they?�

Smirk.

Cale started to smirk and Dorph�s skinny fists started to pound on the shield.

�You dare to mock this king?!�

Bang! Baaaaang! Bang!

He continued to slam on the shield. However, the shield did not break. The Dragon half-blood who was observing from behind Cale noticed the reason for that.

The Silver Shield. There was a thick silver shield in front of this silver shield that was fainter than usual.

It must belong to Raon Miru.

He made eye contact with Cale at that moment. Cale peeked toward Dorph before quietly whispering to the Dragon half-blood.

�My body is not normal right now. It is difficult to use ancient powers.�

He had come here after fighting a while against the White Star.
He did recover a bit while Ron and Beacrox recovered their house, but he was still at the brink of fainting.

� It looks like you are about to faint soon. Are you desperate to sacrifice yourself?

For reference, it was the Sky Eating Water and not the Scary Giant Cobblestone that asked this question. JrNovels.com