ToCF

Chapter 356-360

"Eruhaben-nim."

It has been two days since Cale woke up.
Cale called out the ancient Dragon's name once again.

"The ancient artifact-"
"Shut up."

Eruhaben ignored Cale.

"No, really-"
"Human, shut up!"

A piece of meat gently landed in Cale's open mouth.
Cale chewed and swallowed the piece of beef that Raon had placed in his mouth with magic.

Choi Han would cut the meat and then Raon would use magic to place it in Cale's mouth. Cale was lying on the bed and thinking to himself.

'...This isn't right.'

He had been rolling around on the bed for two days. Cale looked around at everyone before starting to speak.

"Isn't it about time we got started-"
"Young master-nim."

Ron handed him a lemonade with a smile and Cale took a sip without complaining.

'Vicious.'

They were keeping a close eye on him.

Cale had to deal with this constant and vicious watch for two days.
The children averaging nine-years-old, Choi Han, Ron, Beacrox, and Eruhaben. Furthermore, the Mercenary King who was pretending to be drunk and the mage, Glenn Poeff, who was actually drunk.
They were all taking turns making sure that Cale got some rest.

It didn't matter that he felt like there was a mountain load of things to get done.

'Ahem, if we want to defeat the White Star.'
'Human, shut up!'

'Eruhaben-nim, isn't it about time you used the ancient artifact?'
'Shut up, you unlucky bastard.'

Cale's attempts had failed over and over.
Cale had let time pass by the past few days as he failed time after time. His finger started to move.

Poke.

"Human! What are you doing?!"

Cale poked Raon's chubby cheek. He then caressed On and Hong without responding.
A piece of fruit landed in Cale's mouth even as he did that.

"...Being a slacker really is the best."

Cale confirmed that fact to himself and opened his mouth again.

"Eruhaben-nim."
"Shu-"
"I'm fine now."

Eruhaben looked toward Cale who cut him off and started to sit up. Cale confidently looked back at him.
It was at that moment.

"Fine?
Pfft."

He could hear someone scoffing at him. Cale turned his head. He could see a table.
When he looked at who was sitting at the table...

"...That damn alcoholic."

The alcoholic who was drinking even with his head on the table raised his head up. Of course, his eyes were completely focused.
Naturally, the alcoholic was Mercenary King Bud Illis.

"In this secretary-nim's opinion, you'll need to rest for about one year in order to be fine."
"...Sigh."

Cale could not help but sigh.

'Why did I make a bet to make him my secretary?'

He opened his mouth to speak.

"Aren't you disappointed that you didn't actually try to win the bet? How about we do it for real?"
"...A drinking bet?"
"Yes, Yes. A drinking bet."

Cale pointed to himself and continued on.

"If I win, you will no longer be my secretary and I don't ever want to see your face again. What do you think?"