Cale Henituse, known as the trash of the Henituse family, had suddenly vanished from the Henituse Estate after chaos was unleashed in the territory due to the devastating terror attack that hit the capital of the Roan Kingdom, more precisely the plaza where his little brother, Basen, was present to attend the celebration of the Crown. The aftermath was horrible with hundreds of injured and deaths. The young master was left crippled due to the attack and upon seeing his state, Count Deruth collapsed and was bedridden for almost a month from shock.
But miraculously, when he came to his senses, he was shocked yet again to see his son, Basen, standing in front of him perfectly healthy.
''How...''
''I don't know, father.'' He then pointed to the healer that was in charge of him. ''He doesn't know either.''
Deruth, confused beyond words, looked around. He saw his youngest, the middle one but couldn't see his eldest.
''Where is Cale?''
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