Mock suddenly felt chills on his back.

�You remind me of your father when he was young.�

Mock recalled the focused eyes that had been charging forward toward his goal.

�So then. Why did you come looking for me?�

The boy smiled and asked back.

�Why did you decide to meet with me?�

The boy acted as if he knew everything as he quietly spoke to the Count almost in a whisper.

�Count-nim, you want there to be a war, don�t you?�

The old man�s gaze stiffened and became colder.
Cale looked at him as he recalled a conversation with Duke Fredo.

�My son, you�re going to target Count Mock?�
�Yes. Based on what you told me, he seems to be the greediest for power.�
�That is true. It would be good to put him in the forefront.�
�That�s right. I�m going to use that bastard.�

Fredo had smiled after hearing Cale say that he was going to use Mock.

�Mock will move according to your will without knowing anything.�
�What is it? You don�t like it?�
�No, I think it�ll be entertaining.�

Cale looked right into the eyes of the old man who had come out of his thoughts and was staring at him with a piercing gaze.

Cale knew as well.
The White Star who wished to become a member of the Demonic race would put his grand vision ahead of dealing with Cale Henituse.

That was why an all-out war was impossible.
He had come up with a plan while knowing that that was the case.

�Destroy and swipe.�

He would destroy the White Star�s things and swipe them.

Cale stealthily asked the old man a question.

�Count-nim. Don�t you want to achieve some merits?�

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