Chapter 10 ( The Holy Maiden )

                                    

                                          
" Just how big of a scale is this secret organization? " Alberu look at Choi Han
" They span in the entire continent. " Choi Han look seriously at the pajama clad prince. " And if they seriously move, we won't stand a chance. "
" Atleast as we are now. " Cale intervene. " We will go back before the bombing incident. We should be able to stand a chance. We have knowledge from the future and on top of that, we are being showed how the secret organization move. "
" But what are we going to do about that? " Choi Han look at Cale. 
Dead Mana. It was mentioned but it was brushed off since it doesn't look that important at the chaotic event. It wasn't said that the organization was using dead mana to attack the elves. But both Choi Han and Cale knew. Whenever the organization attack, there's bound to be dead mana.
" Do about what? " Cale was about to answer when table suddenly continued playing.
Cale needed to learn more about their current situation, as well as why Litana's name came out of the Saint's mouth, and why the Empire was using dead mana as a weapon, even though it could be poisonous for them as well.
" STOP!" Alberu suddenly shouted with a grim expression. " The Empire was using dead mana as weapon? And what saint?"
Cale sigh. " That's true. They use it in many ways but usually in a form of bomb. " Cale suddenly look at Choi Han. " Or Golem. "
" In a form of what? "Alberu look at Cale
" Bomb, your highness. "
" No, after tha---hah. This is driving me nuts. " The Crown Prince slump back down as he hold his face.
" Crazy Bastard." Everyone slowly look at the dragon that mumbled the perfect words to describe the empire.
" Did you find any solution for it? " Alberu look back at the regressors.
Choi Han look complicatedly at the prince." You can try to absorb it. " Choi Han rub his face as he bitterly chuckle. " Or burn it. "
" Burn it? with fire? " Witira 
" Life force. " The dragon shoot Cale a look. " This unlucky bastard should have done that. "
Cale was unable to stop his mouth and said what's on his head.
" What a nosy dragon. "
The room froze a bit as Alberu look at Cale in disbelief. ' This crazy bastard. What if the dragon got angry?'
Alberu look at the golden dragon that has an hard to explain  expression. " If this dragon decided that the room is too cold and spit fire. I'll definitely lose a layer of skin. '
But the dragon just chuckled. " What a rude mouth. "
" What life force? young master? " The benign old man smiled at Cale. Seeing that familiar scary old smile made Cale forgot what he's about to say.
" That punk is burning his life to form his aura. " The dragon continued. Witira gasped as the rest frown.
" You really are a nosy dragon." Cale rolled his eyes at the staring dragon " What of it? " Cale laughed mockingly at himself. ' If I could live properly I wouldn't want to burn my life either. '
Nobody could respond. The atmosphere turned a bit gloomy.
"...Oppa."
The sword master, Hannah, called out to the Saint in a sleepy voice. However, Hannah's eyes were focused on Cale, Choi Han, and Ron.
Cale was also checking Hannah's condition.