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# The Birth of a Hero? (4)

There was a ruckus outside the door at that moment.

"They’re fine! Everybody except gramps is fine!”

"That’s great, nya!”

Hong and Raon’s excited voice rang through the door and echoed in the room.

Click.

The door opened and a white-haired woman entered. It was former Dragon Lord Sheritt. She walked into the bedroom alone and gently smiled at the people inside.

“I’m probably better off than everybody else.”

Sheritt did not seem to have any changes at all. However, nobody smiled back after hearing that.

Lord Sheritt. She was a being without a physical body. This illusion had no choice but to always look the same.

“Eruhaben.”

She then approached Eruhaben, who was holding the jar. She spoke in a calm voice.

“Please live and look after Raon. The other children too.”

Cale was certain.

‘He can’t get out of it anymore.’

Cale could see Eruhaben’s eyes start to fill with a lingering attachment to this word as Sheritt continued speaking.

“Not just On and Hong. Maes and the other Wolf children are quite young. Lock is still young too. They all still have a lot to learn. So please look after them.”

Sheritt added one last statement.

“Please do it for me.”

Eruhaben slowly lifted his body.

His gold hair was now a dull grey. Cale could see Eruhaben’s body starting to crack, with it starting from the fingertips holding the jar.

The bodies of Dragons were said to return to nature once they die.

Was it Eruhaben's time now?

“...I now have so many more things to do at the end of my life.”

Eruhaben then smiled. It was an awkward smile but his gaze was firm as if he had made up his mind.

He slowly lifted the jar in his hand. Then he let out a short breath.

‘Mm.’

Cale looked around. Rosalyn took a deep breath. She seemed even more anxious because Eruhaben was her teacher. Mila and Sheritt looked relaxed.

“It’s full of water.”

Eruhaben then placed the jar up to his lips without any hesitation.

‘Huh?!’

Cale’s eyes opened wide as he watched. His jaw dropped as well.

However, Eruhaben was already gulping down the liquid in the alcohol bottle-shaped jar.

“Uhh......”

“What’s wrong?”

Sheritt looked at the baffled Cale and asked.

“Eruhaben-nim seems to have forgotten something.”

“Hmm? Forget what?”

“No, that’-”

Cale hesitated while looking at Eruhaben who was focused on drinking the water.

Mercenary King Bud Ills. He had said something about using this artifact when they were on Wind Island.

‘That ancient artifact will fill with just enough water for the user who decides to use it on themselves.’

‘Once you drink the water, any issues related to vitality will be cured to the point you want. Of course, it may be a bit painful depending on the situation. My stomach did not feel good when I used it.’

Bud had said that it might be painful when someone uses the jar. This probably depended on how much of the jar’s vitality was used.

Eruhaben was not simply healing injuries right now... He was trying to extend his original lifespan.

The jar would probably, no, the jar would definitely break today. What Eruhaben wanted required quite a lot of vitality.

As a result, if Eruhaben was to end up in pain because he used the jar... It probably won't be a small amount.

Cale had assumed that Eruhaben remembered that as well. But seeing him gulping it down like this...

‘...He must have forgotten about it.

Is this really okay?’

While Cale’s pupils slightly shook...

more, more!

Eruhaben on while Mila and Rosalyn silently cheered with warm gazes. Eruhaben continued drinking without any breaks as if it was not filling him

have a bad

and felt his back

Craaaaaaack-

at that

“Huh? A crack-!”

shouted in an excited voice

“Color is returning!”

dull hair. The

making it through

face was about to

Craaaack-

cracked a lot

“Ugh!”

Eruhaben's shoulders jerked back.

“Eruhaben-nim!”

“Shit!”

and Mila tried to support Eruhaben through their shock but

“You cannot stop, Eruhaben-nim.”

tone

Eruhaben's chin in one hand and the jar in the

you stop for a moment, you need to keep drinking

the jar

Bud

his eyes

and his whole body felt numb. His limbs were shaking as if they were asleep and pins were poking

drank the water

I really

much he had

Craaaaaaaaack, craaaaaack-

was cracking nonstop. Eruhaben drank the vitality from the jar

some odd reason, he was

was as if the nutrients seeping into his body was spreading through his body and

live long enough to

to drink after hearing

‘Young master Cale.’

if she was

seeing Cale being calm and collected gave her a

at

“It’s breaking.”

Mila said

Craaaack---!

on the jar and a gap

his grip on

Clang!

of the jar fell

“Huff!”

time. Mila quickly supported Eruhaben and laid

“Ugh!”

“Eruhaben-nim!”

grabbed Eruhaben in

was dripping out of the ancient Dragon's

Didn't Bud say that it was only enough to make his

out of Eruhaben mouth without stopping. This was the first time Cale saw any of his allies bleeding like this. As concern was about to

- ...This...

spoke in

Sound of

who knew a lot about the jar from

named Mila put that jar back

Shhhhhhh-

and caused a

see Eruhaben's appearance

That Dragon's going to be young

smooth to the point

shiny that it looked as if stardust was scattered on

“...Ho.”

She was the person who knew most about

Mila smiled.

a young Dragon

stopped coughing up blood and slowly opened

and the ancient

going to live too

ancient Dragon smiled

guess I wanted

Cale’s gaze. The door slammed open and the children averaging nine-years-old

“Gramps!”

“Meeeeeow!”

“Meeow!”

their shocks after seeing the blood

you have to live

youngest is right, nya! You have to

need to

On, who were so concerned that they didn't know

chuckled and turned his gaze to the

guys suddenly

children were not the types to barge into the bedroom without knocking. This was especially true for On, who would

from Eruhaben and approached Cale. Raon raised his

that the King

‘...What?

went to my

Why?

he seriously have nothing better to do? What’s the

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