Deputy butler Hans immediately ordered another servant to call Choi Han over.
"Where is he right now?"
"Ah, he is with Ron in chef Beacrox's kitchen."
Cale's heart jumped as he walked into the study. Were the three of them getting along as expected?
"Based on what I've been told, he is learning how to cook basic dishes from chef Beacrox."
"Cooking?"
"Yes."
One corner of Cale's lips went up.
'Cooking my ass.'
They were calling it, 'cooking,' but he was probably learning about torturing or Beacrox and Ron were admiring Choi Han's sword skill. Cale didn't need to see it to know the truth.
To tell the truth Beacox and Ron had therefore decided that Choi Han was strong enough to protect their beloved master and therefore told them that if he wanted to repay him he had to become his personal knight and protect him in case the father-son duo could not be next to him. to eliminate the annoying pests.
Cale naturally walked over and sat down at his desk. He then casually asked Hans, who was idly standing in the corner.
"You can go unless you have something else to say"
At that moment Hans came out of his trance and spoke
"Choi Han asked if he could be your personal knight to pay you back and the count put him to the test, he managed to defeat all your father's best knights"
As soon as Cale hears the phrase 'your father' he frowns, he was not his son at all and was not considered one by the count.
"now, if you're done, will you go away?"
Asked the fifteen-year-old skeptic
As soon as the butler left Cale got up from his desk and walked over to the bookcase and took out the blue book that contained Rey.
"Wouldn't there be an easier way to talk to you, maybe without the book?"
He asked at the AP
"of course"
"what ?! Why didn't you ever tell me before ?!"
"you never asked"
"..."
"ok, ok I'll tell you, at the end of the book there is a pendant take it and put it around your neck, so we will be able to communicate"
As soon as the power stopped talking he went to the end of the book where there was a pocket with a blue pendant.
As soon as having it in hand it was cool to the touch and very nice and it wasn't too extravagant luckily, it wouldn't have been too conspicuous.
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The child of a god
FanfictionCale's mother died when he was 8 and a part of him had died with her. He was so destroyed that tears could not fall from his eyes on the day of the funeral People began to think that he was a monster for not crying at his mother's funeral and for th...