What if Cale turned into a child? (Trash of the Count's Family Fanfiction)

What if Cale turned into a child? (39)

The group went silent for a few seconds before it was broken by a series of dry coughs. 

Cale's face was distorted to a frown while looking at the lady who's looking at him with clear admiration in her eyes, and that never failed to scare the living out of Cale. 

Eruhaben sighed while shaking his head as he looked away, "Unlucky bastard."

The others couldn't help but sigh and cough to restrain the chuckles that were threatening to escape their lips. Though the emotions on their faces clearly reflected pride and agreement.

Cale wanted to just go back in the carriage and drive it away from this village. 

'Painting in the great hall?'

The combination of those words was bad news and the redhead felt like his slacker life isn't safe in this place.

The lady smiled and lightly put her hand on her chest and curtsied. This was how their tribe greeted individuals who are worthy enough to come to their village. And this man with a beautiful shade of red hair was the most worthy person for their whole village to welcome.

"My name is Liannie. I welcome you to our village, esteemed heroes. Allow me to guide you to the great hall."

Liannie smiled hesitantly as she met their eyes and walked in front of them, guiding the group towards the towering building in the distance. 

She couldn't help but feel awkward and frightened while being near Cale's group. 

She was the one who carried out the mission to curse this great hero and now fate seems to be playing with her as her life is in great danger. She knew she's not going to get out unscathed if they found out that she's the one who put the curse on Cale. At the sight of the two servants who are following behind the group with steady and silent steps, she confirmed that these two are skilled assassins. 

Although they do live inside a village isolated from the human world, that doesn't mean they are ignorant enough to not know what's happening outside. 

Proof of this is the reports that are continuously delivered in their village by the dragon who also installed the illusion barrier at the border of their village. 

The group continued to walk straight down the hill and there, a building can be seen from the distance. It wasn't as fancy and elegant as the buildings outside but the atmosphere it exude was that of a holy place that houses the holy relics. 

In fact, that was the truth. Cale's wind ancient power—the Sound of the Wind was roaring and he could feel weak whirlwinds forming on his feet. 

—Ho...There's a lot of treasures here.

The husky voice said inside Cale's head. The excitement and amazement laced on the cold voice made Cale break into a cold sweat.