Do You Want To Go Out?

"You can't work well, Shye?"

Shye wiped the blood from his mouth. His ribs seemed to break, when he moved it felt like she was stabbing his, but Shye was immediately stomped in the face of Kalden who had arrived in her room. 

Destroyed, the wall of the veranda section was exposed, and not far away could Damma be seen on a half-hollow wall. 

"I'm sorry, Count. I was executing orders from you, and Damma lost control." 

"Damma." 

One call made Damma instantly in front of Kalden, Shye's eyes trembling like ripples in the glass. He thought damma who would be injured was more serious than him. Shye looked back down even as Damma's tail moved like a dog's tail. 

"You're anxious to be in public?"

Damma's eyes widened, he never felt the outside world. I don't know how many decades it's happened. All layers of his skin want that. "I want, I want to." 

He behaved like a very innocent little boy. Kalden looked at him flatly and Damma still had his happy face. Is this Dracaenae? Although he is only a quarter, his attitude is very different from their basic cruel attitude. 

"That's why you demolished my room." 

Those eyes turned red at a glance. Damma instantly fell silent with a pale face. He lowered his head in fear. 

"Answer." 

The one-word question made him flinch. His strong tail was very limp, and Kalden walked over, looking towards the ruins of his room. 

"... Not... Just now I was controlling my power." 

Kalden tilted his head slightly. His eyes, that didn't move in the slightest, looked at him coldly. Kalden moved his finger, making Damma walk directly closer to Kalden. 

BOOM!

When he was very close, Kalden pointed his finger at Damma's abdomen. An explosion occurred there, making Damma slip back to the wall. 

"The power was centered there, and it spread throughout the body well. You don't understand it?" Kalden ignored Damma. 

The blast only set his clothes on fire, it did not injure him at all other than bringing up smoke. Shye, who saw that, was taken aback and frowned. They are both of different types, whose name is the dragon nation and is still the dragon. 

"I see, Kalden... I will practice and deserve it in law." 

Kalden didn't care about this. He looked outside and knew the crowd had happened. He didn't like it. Kalden walked over the ruins and looked in Shye's direction back. 

"Take him to the original place. He must not be known."

"Okay, Count." Shye lowered his head. He let the count he was serving out of this room and immediately controlled the situation. The moment he looked at Damma sitting on the floor, he felt that Damma was similar to a kitten.

"... Of course he is a dragon..." Shye sighed from his mouth. 

**

In that dining room, Kalden looked at the food in front of him. He didn't like it very much because his thoughts were in the other direction. He had left his territory for too long, and he knew that there must be chaos that could have arisen. 

The successive affairs here are holding him back, and he even has trouble in the relationship of tranquility. Richard Ambergard, after yesterday's events he often wanted to stick to Kalden, already twice he sent gifts and Kalden rejected both of them. 

If he continues to be here, in addition to bringing up trouble in his territory, he will bring up the dal of his quiet days. In addition to Richard, there was Carolina who also invited him to a duel. The longer he is here, I don't know what else will appear. 

Kalden finished his dinner, only half of his dinner he finished. Now he was in the room, just provided by the servants.

As Shye stood beside him, Kalden began to speak. 

"Prepare everything. In two days we will return to the County." 

"Okay, Count." 

Shye was happy to hear that. She missed her knights for too long and also felt worried about whether they were training well. Shye was afraid that when those knights were seen by Kalden, they would immediately get punished for their laziness. 

"What about it?" Kalden drew out his sword. He wiped quietly once, he noticed every detail of his sword. 

The sword he used was not an inherited sword. He was unwilling to use it because he assumed what he was doing now was not an inheritance. The sword of inheritance was stuck near his Mother's grave, no one was allowed to pull it out, and if anyone did that, Kalden would pull out their hearts. 

"He looked sad to be there alone, Count. Just now he asked you." 

Shye tentatively explained about Damma. Although his body size is large, his age has been Heavy years, but he is in the tube, Shye doubted someone had ever taught well him, and seeing his childlike demeanor, it was clear that Damma might not be living well. 

He had such a poor life.

Shye looked at Kalden hesitantly. 

[Maybe they're a bit like that.. that's why the count took them out.]

Kalden was still wiping his sword, the Sparkle reflecting the look in his cold violet eyes. 

"Tell him to be smarter." Kalden repeatedly wipes his sword. He didn't want that something would cause him trouble and the more profitable the better for him.

"Okay, Count." Shye replied and was still watching. She opened her mouth back hesitantly. 

"Count, is Damma going to come with us to the County?" Shye asked. She saw Kalden, who was still busy with his sword business. Shye knew that the count she served was meticulous in some ways. 

"Of course. He will bring disaster if he doesn't." 

Kalden pierced the floor lightly, it seemed that there was no pressure, but the floor was cracked. Shye understands it well. She will prepare everything perfectly. 

Moreover, Damma still has not controlled the power to hide his form. It's going to get really tiring, but Shye shouldn't let Kalden down. 

In that basement room, Damma was curled up and crying. 

"Am I thrown away? Uhhh... acutely unwilling to ... I'll be useful..."

He was afraid that he had disappointed Kalden, and again would be confined, which made him understand nothing.

 His past memories even he didn't remember at all. He didn't know what exactly he was. But when he saw Kalden for the first time, he felt happy.