“Do you really have to go?”

Kim Seon-Hyeok’s face was full of regret as he looked at the men, which included Clark and Jonasson, who had packed their bags as if they were going somewhere.

“Now that there is nothing to do in the territory, I feel like I have become a carnivore who only eats rice. I feel very uncomfortable about not doing anything, sir.”

Clark responded with a soft smile.

“Think it over again. You’ve worked so hard all this time. Now that you’ve received a title, you should be able to live quite well, so why do you have to leave…”

Kim Seon-Hyeok continued to try and persuade him somehow, but soon, he shut his mouth looking exhausted.

He realized that no matter what he said, Clark and the cavalrymen wouldn’t change their minds.

“Do you need anything? There are warhorses commandeered from Nocetein, and there are high-quality weapons from the Central region. Ah, that’s right. There are also the new magic orbs developed in the capital. I heard that it’s quite useful to have. Let me go and grab a couple of those…”

The moment Seon-Hyeok realized that, he fretted like someone who wanted to pack even one more thing more for them. 

“Grand Duke, no, My Lord.”

Seeing him like that, Clark called quietly out to him, with a smile still on his face.

“You don’t need to do anything...