�I bet this was a really beautiful place.�

The subordinate flinched at Cale�s statement. It was the truth. It really used to be a beautiful place.

�The sun will set soon, so can I look around a bit? I�ll let you know once I decide on the plot of land.�

��I understand.�

It was almost time for the sunset.

Cale patted Lock�s head as he started to whisper.

�Play with Ten for a bit. Don�t follow me.�

�Yes sir.�

Lock now listened without asking questions.

Cale headed toward Beacrox, who was standing there with a frown. He didn�t like all of the ashes in the area. Beacrox, who had not taken off his white gloves for a couple days now, started to speak as soon as Cale approached him.

�I will keep that Bin or Bee or whatever his name is occupied.�

�I knew you�d understand what I want.�

Cale then followed up with an unexpected question.

�Beacrox, have you been to the Roan Kingdom�s Northwestern region?�

�I have not.�

�Really? Don�t you want to take a look?�

�I must take care of the Henituse Estate�s kitchen.�

Beacrox looked toward Cale with a confused expression as Cale started to smile.

He needed a torture expert soon.

He needed someone for physical torture and mental torture.

Beacrox was the best when it came to physical torture.

�The mental torture can be done by the crazy priestess, who is probably with the eldest son of Marquis Stan right now.�

Cale patted the still confused Beacrox�s shoulders a few times before heading toward the highest hill in the area. The Black Panther and Bin watched him for a bit, but they soon had to deal with Lock and Beacrox.

That was why Cale�s steps were very light. No, it was very light as he was thinking about the Magic Stones. JrNovels.com