The Final Chance

Chaos 2

" Cale " Talking
' Cale ' Thinking

The picture on the top doesn't belong to me, credits to the owner.

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"Indeed I do. How could I forget the one I served for a full twelve years," Ron responded earnestly, maintaining the same tone and language used in the previous conversations.....
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" Served? " Lock asked, looking confused.

" The Henituses? " Alberu inquired, "Aren't they the ones you served?" He trailed off before mentioning, " For even more than 12 years..."

He said this, earning puzzled looks from the people around him.

"Hey Cale, do you know him?" the golden-eyed girl asked, pointing at Ron.

" Of course, Ohn," Cale replied. "He was the one who took care of me since I was a baby. I didn't expect to meet you two here, though," he said, gesturing to the father and son duo. " How fortunate," he continued.

" Indeed, young master," replied Ron, " very fortunate indeed," he said, receiving a cold hum from Beacrox behind him.

" Wait... Cale... Young master? " Alberu mumbled to himself, then realization struck him. " CALE HENITUSE?? " he asked, shocked.

" Cale Henituse?" Choi Han asked, looking confused.

" Who is that? " Lock continued.

" He is the firstborn son of the Henituses, Cale Henituse," he said confidently.

" Doesn't the count only have two children?" Rosalyn asked, seeking clarification."

"That's what most people believe," Beacrox interrupted.

"Cale Henituse is the firstborn son who suddenly disappeared at the age of twelve," Ron said, proudly looking at Cale.

'What's with the look?' thought Cale nervously.

"Ahem, anyway, let me introduce myself then, will you. It had already caused a lot of confusion," he said before continuing, "I am Cale Thames, formerly known as Cale Henituse. But that was in the past, now I am no longer a Henituse nor am I a noble," he said while patting the children's heads gently.

"So now, do you mind me asking about your job here?" he said, smiling viciously.

The others were curious about him changing his surname but chose not to interfere since it seemed like he was not planning to tell anyway.

"Cale, who are the Henituses?" asked Hong.

"That would be a story for another time once we're alone," he said, smiling gently.

"So, are you planning to continue staring for the rest of the day? That's quite inappropriate. Don't you think so, your highnesses?" he said, looking at both Alberu and Rosalyn.

"I am no longer an imperial, phoenix-nim," Rosalyn replied respectfully.

"Hmm, sorry for my inconvenience, Miss Rosalyn. I already introduced myself, though, don't call me with those stupid nicknames," he replied, not really bothered. "We shouldn't keep our guests standing, should we?" he said as he snapped his fingers.

After Cale worked his magic, plants sprouted and shaped into a table with chairs around it, all made of wood and adorned with flowers and plants.

"Y'all planning to stand there all day?" Cale asked, looking puzzled, already seated with the children beside him.

His voice snapped them out of their thoughts, and they quickly took their seats at the table, while Beacrox and Ron stood behind the redhead as if serving him.

"You two can sit down as well, Ron, Beacrox," Cale said, giving them a glance.

"No need, young master," Ron replied, smiling benignly, which prompted a scowl from Cale.

'Ah, still as vicious as ever,' Cale thought, internally lamenting.

"If you say so, and I am no longer a young master," he stated, glancing at the people around the table, observing the ancient dragon conversing with the little one.

"You look strong, Goldie Gramps. But I am still better, hm. Even strong nixee is better than you," Raon declared, earning a scoff from the ancient being.

"Ho, and why do you think so?" He asked mockingly.

"Cause I said so," Raon confidently replied.

"What's your name anyway?" inquired Eruhaben.

"I'm the great and mighty Raon Miru, strong nixee gave me this mighty name. And those are my strong and mighty brother and sister, Hong and Ohn," he stated, pointing at the two children seated next to him.

While some around the table feared a potential clash between the two beings lost in their own world, others relished the rare opportunity of encountering such higher beings simultaneously. Meanwhile, a certain wannabe slacker lamented his laid-back life.

"Anyway, when you first arrived, you mentioned needing my help," Cale began, snapping his fingers to summon snacks onto the table, hoping to engage the children and progress the conversation. "Care to elaborate?" he inquired, seeking clarity.

"The thing is... we're from the future... hehe," Alberu nervously confessed.

"Eh?" exclaimed the redhead and the three children simultaneously, casting bewildered glances at the individuals before them as if they were mad.

"What the heck?" Cale exclaimed, already bidding a tearful farewell to his slacker lifestyle in a dramatic fashion.