Mock became tense every time he saw the White Star�s face without a mask.
Of course, he had not seen it many times.

�This is the third time.�

Even Mock who had served him as his liege for a long time had only seen it three times.
It was a special moment that came every so often on a schedule. His face was only visible during those times.

It just happened to be right now when he visited this time.

When he had his mask on and when he didn�t�
The White Star�s demeanor felt too different.

That was why Mock was daring enough to seek a Duke position but did not dare to become king.

Peek.

Mock peeked toward the tub the White Star was dipping in.

It was full of a black liquid.
The White Star looked peaceful dipping in a tub of dead mana.

�What a vicious human.�

Mock quickly stopped thinking that the White Star was a vicious human before bowing again.

�My apologies, your majesty.�

There was no need to say anything else. It was better not to make excuses.

�So��

The White Star opened his mouth again.

�What is this weakness of Cale Henituse that you brought me?�
��Do you know about the black castle inside the Forest of Darkness?�

�The Forest of Darkness.�

The White Star�s eyes sparkled the moment he heard that, but Mock who was bowing could not see that.

�No, I do not know about the black castle.�

Mock continued to bow as he offered the document forward.

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