Chapter: 53
�The bread?�
The baker smiled as he handed Cale a bag full of bread.
�Of course, I have it all ready. But is today really the last day?�
�Why? Greedy for more money?�
�Yes, I definitely am.�
Cale started to smile. He liked honest answers like this. Cale patted the shoulder of the baker, who seemed to be a bit more relaxed around him, and headed for the slums.
�I�ll come back when I want to eat it again.�
The baker longingly watched as Cale disappeared into the fog and then started to pray. He was praying for Cale to come back and spend a ton of money.
Cale naturally did not know about the baker�s prayer as he walked over to the slums. He then saw the siblings waiting for him.
�Do these kids not have a home?�
Cale had come much earlier than usual. However, the siblings were curled up together and waiting for him, as if they had been waiting at the top of the hill all night. The younger brother seemed to be leaning into his older sister�s embrace.
The siblings were quietly looking up at Cale. Their hair and clothes seemed damp, probably because they stayed here through the foggy morning.
Of course, Cale pretended not to notice.
�Here, take it.�
The young boy took both of their shares from Cale. Cale waited until the boy picked it up before turning around and heading for the man-eating tree.
�I�m glad it is foggy.�
The fog made it difficult to see. Since this hill was the highest point in Western City, other than the Count�s estate, the fog was even thicker up here. Nobody else would be able to see what Cale is doing, or more importantly, what Cale receives from the tree.
� More, give me more. Please.
Cale poured a bag of bread into the hole while listening to the eerie voice of the grudge-filled soul as usual. The darkness inside the hole was slowly turning from grey to white. Cale started to smile, thinking that all his efforts were not for naught. It was at that moment.
� More, more, more!
�What?�
Cale flinched and stepped backwards at the voice that now turned into a shriek.
�The novel didn�t mention something like this.�
� More, more! I will give you a present if you bring me more. A present. JrNovels.com
The baker smiled as he handed Cale a bag full of bread.
�Of course, I have it all ready. But is today really the last day?�
�Why? Greedy for more money?�
�Yes, I definitely am.�
Cale started to smile. He liked honest answers like this. Cale patted the shoulder of the baker, who seemed to be a bit more relaxed around him, and headed for the slums.
�I�ll come back when I want to eat it again.�
The baker longingly watched as Cale disappeared into the fog and then started to pray. He was praying for Cale to come back and spend a ton of money.
Cale naturally did not know about the baker�s prayer as he walked over to the slums. He then saw the siblings waiting for him.
�Do these kids not have a home?�
Cale had come much earlier than usual. However, the siblings were curled up together and waiting for him, as if they had been waiting at the top of the hill all night. The younger brother seemed to be leaning into his older sister�s embrace.
The siblings were quietly looking up at Cale. Their hair and clothes seemed damp, probably because they stayed here through the foggy morning.
Of course, Cale pretended not to notice.
�Here, take it.�
The young boy took both of their shares from Cale. Cale waited until the boy picked it up before turning around and heading for the man-eating tree.
�I�m glad it is foggy.�
The fog made it difficult to see. Since this hill was the highest point in Western City, other than the Count�s estate, the fog was even thicker up here. Nobody else would be able to see what Cale is doing, or more importantly, what Cale receives from the tree.
� More, give me more. Please.
Cale poured a bag of bread into the hole while listening to the eerie voice of the grudge-filled soul as usual. The darkness inside the hole was slowly turning from grey to white. Cale started to smile, thinking that all his efforts were not for naught. It was at that moment.
� More, more, more!
�What?�
Cale flinched and stepped backwards at the voice that now turned into a shriek.
�The novel didn�t mention something like this.�
� More, more! I will give you a present if you bring me more. A present. JrNovels.com
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