Precious [Trash of the Count Family x Child!OC]

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-Third Person POV-

“...What?”

Cale accurately laid it out for Alberu. For someone like Cale whose, the greatest desire was to live a peaceful life, this was what mattered most to him. Eve only look at Cale with her dull eyes and nods her head as she agreed with him even though she doesn't understand anything.

“Please give me money. I don’t want a medal or a higher title.”

Cold hard cash was always the best. What would a title or medal do for him when war was about to break out? It was much smarter to take cash and use it to buy food, land, or other material things. Maybe even buy some new dress for Eve while he's at it since her previous dress is already destroyed in the incident.

The final ancient power Cale was aiming to get after the ‘Sound of the Wind’ was one that became stronger the more money he used.

Cale could see Alberu put his hand to his forehead. He then lowered his hand as he asked Cale a question.

“To buy alcohol?”

Cale responded right back.

“How did you know?”

Alberu smiled and accepted Cale’s request. He then got up and informed Cale about the details. Eve looked at the prince as she tilts her head to the side as an imaginary bubble appear beside her head as she tried to think what alcohol look like.

‘What is alcohol...'

“Once you receive the report tomorrow, take a look and then let me know how much you want.”

“Will you come to visit me again?”

“Why? You don’t like it?”

Cale responded with an extremely fake expression on his face. He looks at Eve confused as he only pats her head indicating that he will explain later. Cale looks back at the crown prince once Eve nodded her head and play with the bed mattress.

“It would be the highest honour to see you again, your highness.”

Alberu felt chills on the back of his neck from Cale’s response and told Cale to rest before immediately heading out of the room and disappearing. Cale just quietly observed the door the crown prince closed behind him. Eve finally breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn't know she was holding back.

- But what kind of power allows him to dye his hair other than mana? Human, answer me. I am curious.

Cale ignored the Black Dragon’s question and immediately went to bed. He was a patient from this moment on. He slowly lay Eve down on the bed while putting on a cute little chrysanthemum hairpin that Hans gave him and put her hair to the side so that her hair wouldn't get in her eyes. He smiles a little before frowning.

(Fun Fact! - In Asia, the chrysanthemum signifies life and rebirth. Hence, the hairpin. It was one way of Cale saying to Eve that she had been reborn again but this time with a new family. A loving family that she will care about and protect.)

He was not a patient who could rest peacefully. Hans handed Cale a letter from Ron first thing in the morning.

“Mr Ron has left as scheduled.”