TOTCF2

Chapter 100: Blood! (5)

The heater from the Fire of Purification was in Cale's hand.

He waited for the Namgung Clan's people to enter the deserted house and turned on the mirror's screen for the first time in a long while.

"Mm."

He then turned toward Beacrox.

"What is it?"

Beacrox asked brusquely and Cale responded with a question.

"Is Central Plains okay?"

Beacrox opened the small bag he had on his back next to his greatsword.

The young monk stone statue was still there.

"What is it?"

Cale shook his head at the team leader's question.

"It's nothing much. You can just ignore it."

Ding! Ding!

"...But you are getting notifications? Aren't those for messages?"

"They are fine to ignore."

Ding, ding, ding!

The mirror was showing previews of the newest message and a few others.

Looking at them from the oldest message...

- Cale-nim, sob sob. I am contacting you like this because my clone turned into stone! You must have been very worried about me.

- Cale-nim, I, Central Plains, am doing fine...! Don't you miss me?

- Cale-nim, you're so cool! You're the best! Please use those annoying Namgung Clan punks as much as you want!

- ...I, I'm fine and well! You were curious about that, right? I'll go see you soon in a clone!

-...Cale-nim?

-...Knock knock?

-...Are you seeing my messages and ignoring them right now? How could you?!

Cale turned the screen off and pushed it into his pocket.

He then casually commented.

"Are you curious about what that is?"

"Definitely so."

The Fist King immediately nodded his head.

"I thought it was a mirror but I feel a mysterious aura from it."

'Oh.'

Cale was amazed.

This was the first time someone said something like this about this mirror.

"What kind of aura did you feel?"

"It seems subdued despite its luxurious appearance, and... I also feel a heavy aura. Can I ask you what that is?"

Cale answered normally as he did not think it was anything much.

"There is this annoying god named the God of Death. He gave it to me. I can travel through worlds with this mirror."

"Gasp."

Elder Ho gasped.

'The God of Death?

Travel through worlds?'

His pupils were shaking.

"I see. You definitely have what it takes to converse with gods like that."

Elder Ho was even more astonished at the Fist King's extremely calm response.