The Sun Proposed to the Moon

Swordmaster, Assassins and Bulter

"Young master, this is the best room we have."

"Seems comfortable."

Cale was so tired even the bed he'd often make on the floor seemed luxurious.

The old man led Cale and the hooded man's group to his inn. The exterior of the inn looked as rustic as the village, but it had everything you would need, probably because the merchants visiting the Henituse territory stayed at this inn on their travels.

"This is the first time we have had a noble staying with us. Please look favorably upon us, even if it is lacking quite a bit, and just consider it as a place where lesser beings live."

Cale stared at the old man. He was definitely more comfortable than when talking to Venion Stan, but he still seemed scared at the fact that a noble would be staying at his inn.

It was fine for him to have a little bit of anxiety, but too much was uncomfortable for Cale as well.

'Well, that's no good.'

Cale patted the old man's shoulder and tried to calm him down.

"Relax. I don't like people who put themselves down like that. This is the place that people who come and go from our territory stay to rest. There is no way such a place will be lacking. We'll be out of your hair soon, so call down."

The old man's pupils started to shake. He wet his upper lip with his tongue, before finally starting to speak after a bit of hesitation.

"Young master, are there a lot of good people like you in the Henituse territory?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Cale looked like he wanted to laugh.

"Excuse me?"

"You're excused. I am the biggest trash in our territory. Almost anybody you find will have a better personality than me."

"Ah."

The old man let out a gasp. On and Hong, who had taken control of the couch in the room, were meowing and shaking their heads, but nobody seemed to notice.

"You can go."

The old man bowed deeply at Cale's dismissal and left the room.

Knock knock knock.

Someone else was knocking on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Hans brought a small box inside with Kim Rok Soo behind him.

"Young master, you asked only for this box, right?"

"Yes. Hand it over."

Hans showed curiosity as he handed the box to Cale. It was the only luggage Rok Soo and Cale had personally brought with them. He would just assume there was something like Cale's floral perfumes but this box was not normal.

It was the highest quality magic box with a magic lock on it. The seal on the magic box was the logo of the Flynn Merchant Guild, one of the three large merchant guilds, and one that had an intimate relationship with the Henituse family.

Rok Soo casually commented while looking at Hans.

"Isn't a butler not supposed to show their emotion on their face? Especially curiosity?"

"One of the proper etiquettes of a butler is to show all of their emotions to their master."

"Funny man."

"I am funny. Young master finds me very entertaining."

Hans looked towards Cale, eyes expecting some form of praises.