Chapter 472 Don't ever call me that

Chapter 472 Don't ever call me that

Hubert woke up in the morning and gazed at the large bundle of herbs stacked in front of his house. He heard the noise last night, but he never imagined the human would actually gather 1,000 of them in just a single night.

He let out a sigh as he gazed at the only person in front of him, sitting leisurely on the chair he used yesterday.

"So, where is Kyle? He's the one who gathered the herbs, right?"

Azazeal stared at him and, after a nod, he pointed his finger towards the path leading down the mountain without uttering a single word. The old man pulled out another chair from the house and sat down opposite him with a grave expression.

"Let's set Kyle aside for now. Just tell me, who are you? Why are you in this land?"

He released his spiritual energy to exert pressure on the man, but a shiver ran down his spine when Azazeal lifted his eyes to gaze at him with a pair of obsidian eyes.

"Don't meddle in affairs that are not your concern. I will leave once I am done here. It's better for your entire race if you ignore my presence."

Hubert's eyes trembled and he slammed the table between them, ready to make Aze regret his words. However, he stopped and regained his composure when he saw Kyle approaching, this time dressed in a clean set of clothes and carrying a large bag on his back.

Kyle sensed the air was heavy for some reason, but he didn't say anything and immediately went up to the old man. Now that he had gathered 1,000 Vitalis, Hubert should keep his word and help him.

Hubert gazed at Kyle with a serious expression, and after a long minute, he released a sigh of resignation.

"I am a dragon, and we always honor our promises. Therefore, from now on, you, Kyle, will be under my guidance until you attain the transcendent rank physique. Still, remember that you must not complain or cry, as reaching that level is no easy feat."

Kyle stared back at him with a determined expression and raised his voice slightly to show his resolve.

"Did I ask you to cook? I told you to go and capture a wild goat. They are quick and have sharp horns. It will provide you with valuable experience."

Kyle nodded and turned to descend the mountain once again. Hubert watched his fading figure before turning to look at Aze to settle the old score, only to find the chair before him empty. The man had vanished once more.

"Just what have I gotten myself into..."

The old man rubbed his forehead and started to make a schedule for Kyle. He planned to train the human day and night so Kyle could achieve a transcendent rank physique in the shortest time possible. But he then remembered that he didn't know the type of weapon Kyle used in combat.

"Or did he fight with fists? He wasn't even wearing a storage ring... did he lose his belongings somehow? Well, he was badly injured when the old couple found him, so he probably escaped with just his life... but the question is who harmed him?"

"I still have to know a lot about him. I am not sure about the other one, but Kyle would probably tell me about it. I hope he hadn't forgotten about it completely."

He closed his eyes to rest, but only after an hour, he was jolted awake when Kyle arrived with many wild goats chasing behind him. The old man couldn't believe what he was witnessing... the silver-haired human's agility state was unexpectedly high for some reason. Hubert quickly secured his chairs and table before the goats, as tall as him, could destroy them with their horns.

But he cried out and ran to stop the goats when a few of them got dangerously close to his humble house. He, for the first time in his life, lost his composure as he glared at Kyle with a dark expression.

"I told you to capture one, not to bring a horde here to destroy everything!"

Kyle gritted his teeth and slightly bent his body to kick off one of the goats that nearly threw him off his feet.

"Damn, it's not my fault! That bastard Aze picked up a strange plant the goats were trying to reach! But instead of following him, the goats started chasing me!"

After Hubert finally chased all the wild goats away, Kyle was spotted sitting on his heels with his hands raised high in the air. He nearly lunged to punch the man dressed in white who arrived on the mountain and casually strolled to sit down on a chair in the distance if not for the heavy weight placed on his shoulders.