Hyeonu handed over the book containing the ran tribe’s secret arts to Tang-E and completely erased the memory of it from his mind. He really forgot, like someone who didn’t know about it in the first place. This wasn’t a very strange thing. Tang-E had too many helpers. Every Marionette Bear on Bung Bung Island had the ability to teach the secret arts to Tang-E. Hyeonu clearly remembered that Tang-E’s mother, Manong, was good at dealing with dark attribute magic power, while Tang-E’s father, Hugo, dealt with light attribute magic power.

However, there was one fact that Hyeonu had forgotten. He completely forgot about the complaints Tang-E had made to Hyeonu.

My father teaches me well, but my mother doesn’t. 

He had forgotten Manong’s way of teaching.

The results were quickly revealed.

“Tang-E, why is your face so thin? Have you been starving these days? Huh? Shall we go eat meat?” Hyeonu asked while touching Tang-E’s fur. It was still Tang-E’s soft and glossy fur, but it was so dry that it was difficult to compare it to its usual state.

“Huh? No, Master dude. It is because I haven’t been sleeping well lately. I’ve been eating meat well.”

Tang-E shook his head. It was hard, but he didn’t...