Chapter 75

# Chapter 75: <The Good Person>

After successfully escaping the magic tower, Kale met Vikros, who was guarding the tent entrance. Vikros acted as if Kale was invisible, and Kale entered the tent without a word.

Of course, he had Mueller tucked under his arm.

He untied Mueller and sat on the sofa. Mueller knelt in front of Kale without being told. Although it wasn't necessary, Kale ignored it and got straight to the point.

"I will provide you with a warm bed and a safe space where you won't die. And later, I'll give you freedom."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Kale leaned down toward the kneeling Mueller.

"First, I'll help you leave this Viper Kingdom."

Mueller's eyes sparkled. He must have been afraid of the tribespeople and the mages. Just leaving this place would make him happy. Kale casually attached a brooch to Mueller's collar.

It was the golden brooch that Mueller had tried to steal earlier. Kale couldn't have missed it. Mueller's face turned pale.

"I'll also give you treasures like this. So, can you do what I ask?"

"Yes, yes! I will definitely do it well!"

"Then, create the design for a castle and a ship."

"...What?"

Mueller, who had the potential to become the best designer. What Kale wanted from him was also a design.

"Something on the scale of the magic tower."

He needed a comfortable home and a sturdy means of transportation.

"How should I design it?"

At Mueller's question, Kale suddenly thought of the symbol of his family.

The golden turtle.

Thinking of a ship and a turtle, something came to mind. Jinroksu recalled the great naval battle but didn't mention it. He just wanted a ship for transportation and comfort. There was no way he would be involved in anything that would stir up history.

"...Our family's symbol is the golden turtle. Design it as you see fit and submit it."

Mueller would create it. The result was unknown, but Kale made it clear.

"You should work hard, as if your life depends on it. On, Hong, keep an eye on him."

Meow.

"Watching is fun!"

Mueller was weak against children. Really.

"Yes, I'll work hard!"

Hearing Mueller's desperate voice, Kale was satisfied with today's work.

He could hear the tribespeople's singing. The celebration was reaching its peak.

It was a noisy night.

***

The celebration continued until dawn, and the morning that followed was quiet. But time still passed, even in the silence.

"Are you feeling better?"

To Chief of Staff Herol's question, Kale waved his hand dismissively.

"Just the same."

With the vitality of his heart, Kale was always in top condition.

"You should be worried about your own health, not mine."

Herol and the other staff officers looked exhausted. Villos was no different.

"I'm not weak!"

Tunka, who was lying on one side, drunk, also said so. Kale ignored Tunka's words and spoke to Herol.

"Things progressed faster than expected."

"...We both knew it wouldn't do to keep delaying."

In just one day, Herol and Villos had agreed on the contract for the magic tower. It was a difficult task, but also one that could be accomplished quickly.

"Indeed. It's urgent, isn't it?"

The Non-Mage League, which was always struggling, would be no different. The royal family had no money due to the influence of the Mage League, and there was nothing valuable in the magic tower. Selling the magical devices in the kingdom would undermine their legitimacy.

Most importantly, Herol would want to get rid of Kale as soon as possible.

"Have you read the contract?"

"I read it as soon as I received it."

The amount was slightly over a hundred billion gelons, including the surrounding land.

"I'll destroy it within a year, so don't worry."

Buying the magic tower but destroying it within a year.

Not moving the magic tower to another country.

Not gathering mages under the name of Kale Hennitus.

"...I don't understand you at all."

Tunka looked at Kale as if he had come to argue over money, but Kale shrugged.

"I just wanted to see the view from the top floor of the second tallest building after the imperial tower."

Tunka looked doubtful but seemed unwilling to think too much, extending the contract.

"Sign it. I have a match with Hillsman today. Hahaha!"

At the mention of Deputy Commander Hillsman, Kale's expression turned grim. Hillsman had excelled in social interactions, even opening a dialogue with the tribespeople, according to Choi Han's report.

"Just stamp it."

Herol handed Kale the seal. Their eyes met. Herol stared at Kale as if trying to read his mind, but Kale just smiled.

Herol wouldn't want to sell it, given his suspicions. But what could he do? Selling it was clearly more beneficial. It was hard to ignore that.

"Come on, I've stamped it, now you do it!"

Tunka stamped the contract boldly, and Kale did the same on both copies. He then put his copy in his pocket. Now it was Villos's turn.

"The notarization and payment will be handled by Villos Flynn of the Flynn Trading Company."

Tunka nodded and extended his hand, which Kale shook.

"Let me know if you need help destroying the magic tower. I can help demolish that dirty building."

"Sure."

"You can feel proud of having contracted with us, who will achieve great things."

Kale met Tunka's firm handshake.

"We will leave our mark on this continent. You can tell people you know me! Hahaha!"

History or not, the history of decline is still history. Soon, the content of Volume 5 will end. After that, it's uncertain, but anyway.

"I'll look forward to it."

Kale responded politely.

The contract was finalized.

Kale left the staff tent and returned to his own. Villos followed, of course. As soon as Kale entered, he took the bill of exchange from the smirking Villos.

Kale took out the golden token from his pocket. When he slightly turned it, it clicked, and the top of the token opened like a lid.

"Wow!"

The royal seal appeared, and Villos was impressed.

"What's so amazing about it?"

Kale chuckled and stamped the bill of exchange twice. If he used it more than twice, the seal inside the token would disappear. He then handed a magic pouch to the greedy-looking Villos.

"Is this the one you gave me—?"

"Open it."

Villos unfolded the magic pouch he had sold to Kale.

"..."

Inside the pocket dimension were shrunken magical devices, all of which were for nobles and royalty. Kale's voice reached Villos's ears.

"You'll receive a few more of these pouches. Start releasing them gradually from next month."

Villos's grip tightened. He asked cautiously.

"How many will I get?"

"Three."

"Three? That's a lot."

Villos couldn't hide his surprise. While 3% wasn't a lot, he thought Kale would be thorough and give him no more than 2%. Now, with nothing left to sell, the magical devices would be rare.

"Trading company owner."

Kale's voice pierced Villos's ear.

"You should get the position you want soon. The northern and maritime routes will soon be in turmoil."

"...Another war, then."

"Only you know."

"Why are you sharing this valuable information?"

Villos carefully put the magic pouch in his pocket.

"Give me more whenever you can."

"Sure. Try to stay in touch with your uncle."

Odysseus, who controlled the northwest hinterland of the Loen Kingdom.

"Why my uncle?"

The day of revenge for the Black Dragon, Raon, was near.

"Just do it. Don't ask questions."

"Understood."

Villos didn't question further and extended a magic communication device. It was a precious item he had obtained with difficulty, but Kale took it and casually threw it on the bed. As he left the tent, Villos said,

"I'll contact you via video communication next time."

"Sure."

Kale instructed On and Hong as soon as Villos left.

"Bring the kids."

Meow.

A moment later, On and Hong brought in the children, and Kale spoke.

"The deadline is—"

He sighed, his brows furrowed.

"Hillsman."

"Yes!"

Deputy Commander Hillsman, who had enjoyed the celebration until dawn, looked disheveled and smelled of alcohol but seemed in good condition.

According to Vikros's report, he had been carried into the tent with the tribespeople early in the morning.

"Did you enjoy the celebration?"

"Of course! I made many friends!"

He was good at socializing, despite his jealousy.

'Can I send this guy with Raek?'

Kale had doubts but couldn't back out now. He looked at Raek, the wolf children, and Hillsman.

"The deadline is one month."

Kale wanted to start the deal with Raek now. He unfolded a map on the table and pointed to a mountain at the southern end of the Viper Kingdom.

"Yelia Mountain. Find the item I'm talking about there."

This time, the ancient power was embedded in an object.

"...Young master?"

"Yes, Deputy Commander."

"I've heard of this mountain. It's very high, and the summit is always covered in snow. It's said to be one of the three most treacherous mountains on the continent."

"So?"

Kale looked at Raek, who hadn't answered.

"Can you do it? Or not?"

"I can."

The answer came promptly. Raek was still timid and naive but had changed a lot.

"Mace."

"Yes