Chapter 12

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In the northeast part of the Roan kingdom, people are currently gossiping while others are celebrating as if there was a festival event at the Henituse territory.


Why you might ask? Apparently the Count had sent a letter of disowning his first born child to the royal court for an approval.


At first, the citizen did not believe so as they knew how their lord love his first born son. Yet, as they heard the news that it was revealed to be the truth, they did not waste time to celebrate.


Tavern have free beer, people are drinking, flower shops give free flowers to everyone, merchants lower their price for their products and knights and soldiers shared their own experience with dealing with the so called trash of the count’s family.


This spread through out the entire kingdom like a fire. Yet, the one who was the center of this celebration was currently on a ship on his way to Whipper Kingdom.


Boooooooooooooo-*


The horn sounded their departure across the Ubarr sea. The ship was disguised as a trade ship. Well, that wasn’t really a disguise.


‘It is a trade I am making after all.’


But it will naturally not be a fair trade. It would be very beneficial for Cale, but unfair for the other party.


He enjoy the refreshing ocean breeze. Just like that, the ship started to head for the Whipper Kingdom’s smallest port.


Later that night.


Cale was not sleeping but standing on the deck. It was close to midnight, so nobody else was on the deck, but the deck was lit up and the full moon made it not dark at all.


He was planning to meet some guests here tonight.


Cale leaned on one of the railings as he calmly looked out to the ocean. It was at that moment.


“Human.”


The Black Dragon revealed himself and approached Cale. There was no need to be invisible because nobody else was here right now.


“What?”


“I was just wondering…”


The Black Dragon seemed to have a lot on his mind. No, he seemed very suspicious as he blankly looked Cale up and down.


“…If you're going to call me what would it be?”


“What the hell are you talking about?”


The Black Dragon seemed very hesitant.


“... You know if you're goin to call me not 'hey' or 'you', But I feel like you will pick something like Black or Dragon.”


“Ah, your name?”


The Black Dragon was talking about his name. Cale made a very serious expression at the 4-year old’s very hesitant and concerned question.


“…Is a name like that not very good?”


Cale’s expression was very serious. The Black Dragon had not seen Cale look so serious for a while now. The Black Dragon’s eyes started to shake as he urgently responded.


“Not at all! I am fine with anything! It is fine as long as you give me a name, weird human! Do not worry!”


His wings were fluttering rapidly, and his tail was shaking as he strongly appealed to Cale. Cale’s expression instantly turned normal like he was never serious at all.

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