TOTCF2

Chapter 81: I'm weak! (1)

Wuxia, the Central Plains.

The Orthodox faction, the Unorthodox faction, the Demon Cult, and the Great War of the Triumvirate.

“Mm.”

The Blood Cult, which is one of the Hunter households. The Imperial Palace.

The Emperor and the Emperor’s mom.

“Mm.”

Cale, who was calmly organizing his thoughts about the second world he was to visit, the Central Plains, turned his head after hearing continued groans by his side.

“What is it, your highness?”

Crown prince Alberu Crossman. He had his arms crossed and was deep in thought with a serious look on his face.

He looked at Cale for a moment after hearing that question before shaking his head from side to side.

‘What the hell?’

Cale, who was wary about this, started scowling.

Alberu didn’t care and slowly approached Cale. He then looked around and whispered.

“You, will it really be okay like this?”

“What do you mean, your highness?”

Alberu’s gaze clouded over after seeing Cale’s gaze that still seemed to not understand the problem.

‘Mm.’

He looked around.

Inside the Temple of the God of Death located in the Roan Kingdom’s capital… Currently, the people on the team to go to this world, the Central Plains, were in a secret location within the temple.

The limit was nine total travelers.

‘Raon-nim and Choi Han.

Of course, the two of them have to go.’

Alberu nodded his head.

‘Ron and Beacrox… These two have experience going up against those Blood Cult bastards. They are also capable of doing many things.’

So far, this was a decent combination.

‘Sui Khan. Cale definitely can’t leave him behind.’

Sui Khan, who had disappeared since the first day Cale’s group returned from Xiaolen… He showed up right on time today on the day to head off to the new world.

“Cale, will you really be ok?”

“Ah, come on.”

Cale became a bit annoyed at Alberu’s voice and disrespectfully looked at him. Alberu just took that gaze as normal and whispered.

“Over there, he’s basically a corpse.”

Alberu was pointing at Number 7.

Cale pupils shook slightly. He looked away from Number 7.

“…He can walk, your highness. He also looks fine on the outside.”

“But his mind is gone.”

Cale’s gaze headed back toward Number 7. Beacrox was standing next to him.

Shhh.

Beacrox put on some white gloves. It was something he always did.

“Eek!”

Number 7 became extremely scared and covered his face with both hands.

For reference, Number 7 looked completely fine on the outside. There were no signs of torture.