The Beserked Wolf and Vicissitude.

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"Taixuan" - Normal speech.

'Taixuan' - Thoughts.

"Taixuan" - Souls speaking.

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Choi Han and a gray-haired young man. Behind Choi Han was a red-haired woman. These three people walked into Cale's room.

"Hans. Go bring something to drink."

"Excuse me? Ah! Right away!"

Cale closed the door without letting deputy butler Hans into the room. Cale then pointed to the bed for Choi Han, who was looking at him, to put the gray-haired boy down.

"Lay him down first."

"Got it."

Choi Han carefully put the boy on the bed. Cale slowly approached the boy. The gray-haired youth was pretty tall for being a young boy.

"Haaaah... Haaaaa... Haaaah..."

The gray-haired boy was huffing and trying his best to open his eyes. He had a deep frown on his face, and his body was limp, like he could not put any strength into it.

Cale looked at the tall, but still young boy in front of him, who was doing his best to keep his eyes open, and told him to relax.

"Just keep your eyes closed. No need to strain yourself."

There was softness in Cale's voice. The tone felt very safe and had a way to make people listen without making them feel any doubt. The boy slowly closed his eyes, the voice of this man, whom he did not know, flowed into boy's ear.

"Everything will be okay."

The gray-haired youth was huffing and quietly calling for someone then he suddenly frowned.

"Cale-nim."

Cale turned his gaze away from the boy and looked towards Choi Han who is anxious and desperate.

"Why is Lock like this?"

"Lock? Is that the boy's name?"

Choi Han nodded and continued speaking.

"Potions don't work either. According to Rosalyn, the wolf tribe is one that cannot use potions. Healing magic does not seem to work either. I'm not sure about what to do."

"Choi Han, calm down."

Cale placed a hand on the ebony-haired man's shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. He looked over to the boy named Lock who is in pain.

'Choi Han said he's from the wolf tribe... potions don't work and he's in great pain... but from what?'

Cale tried to think of what had happened to the boy when suddenly a desperate and worried voice spoke.

"He's about to enter his beserk form!"

"...!"

"That was...!"

"Lock...?"

"No, I am not the Lock you know, but now is not the time to idle! Quickly get him somewhere isolated!"

"Wait, calm down and explain so we could understand and quickly help him."

Cale spoke to the voice, the voice complied albeit with qualms. Then the red-haired woman asked the voice.

"You say he's about to enter his beserk form, but from the books I read didn't mention anything about heating up like this and being in pain."

"That is because this is his first time."

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