That was the beginning.

Woooooooooooooooo-

Large shouts soon shook the Stan Lord�s Castle.
They were shouts of joy. Cale closed his eyes at the center of the cheering.

��Ah. I�m screwed.�

However, Cale still had not given up on his dreams for the future.

* * *

Alberu looked out the window.
He could see a lot of people moving about.

�Mm.�

He then tried to move his body and held back a groan before leaning back against the headrest of the bed.

�Your highness, you should not push yourself too hard.�
���Okay.�

He felt frustrated while responding to the Mage Captain.

He was currently on a bed inside one of the rooms within the Stan Lord�s Castle.
He had no choice as his insides were a mess.

��Your highness. Do you really not need a healer nor a priest?�
�Yes. The healers have already handled my external injuries.�

�But your internal-�
�I�m okay.�

The General who had visited him with the Mage Captain closed his mouth after hearing Alberu�s stern response.
Alberu understood that these two were concerned about him, but he could not do as they wished.

�I can�t let them find out about my Dark Elf identity nor dead mana.�

That was why he had a healer instead of a priest take care of his external injuries and did not allow them to check his internal injuries.
This was his only choice, but it was causing concern for his vassals.
Alberu suddenly thought about something and said it out loud.

�Cale truly has suffered a lot until now.�

His first battle.
The pain from his injuries after his first battle was worse than he had expected.

�It�s only one time for me, but Cale Henituse has experienced this many times.� JrNovels.com