Chapter 141

A few days later, at the Myers Manor.

Calliope was lounging on a deck chair in the garden, sipping her afternoon tea. In the garden, Million was hanging out with Snowy and Shadow. To be more precise, Million was watching Snowy and Shadow play while he lay nearby, his large paw swiping at a tablet as he watched a supernatural drama series. Damien and the others were gathered around, watching Million with fascination.

Calliope had insisted on getting Million a tablet–not just a tablet, but also a laptop and a smartphone. Anything a person might have, Million had too. To their surprise, Million actually knew how to use them. He could even make phone calls, and they had saved their numbers in his phone. Whenever Million needed something, he would call them. Of course, he couldn’t speak, but they were amazed to discover that he even had his own WhatsApp and various social media accounts.

They had seen intelligent animals before, but one as smart as Million was downright astonishing. They felt like their own IQs were completely overshadowed by Million’s. But Million was so adorable that they couldn’t help but love him. They used to think Snowy was cool, but then they were completely blown away by Million. He had a charming and cute appearance, but his skills were out of this world.

“Mrs. Myers, you say Million is smart and good at fighting?” Damien asked, suddenly curious about just how strong Million was, especially since Snowy and Shadow seemed to regard him with such respect.

“Million?” Calliope looked at Damien, taking a leisurely sip of her coffee. “He’s trained in martial arts. He’s a wolf from the East, so it’s unsurprising he knows a thing or two.”

Damien’s curiosity peaked.

“Martial arts?”

“Can animals learn martial arts?”

“Is it the martial arts we think it is?”

Everyone had their eyes on Calliope.

Calliope glanced around. “Damien, you’re the best at martial arts among you all, right?”

“Pretty much,” Damien nodded.

“Do you want to give it a try?” Calliope put down her coffee cup. “I often spar with Million. If you want, I can have him go easy on you.”

“Can I?” Damien was intrigued.

He knew he could handle Snowy, but Million was an unknown. Calliope claimed Million was formidable, and Damien was eager to find out.

“Million, pause your show and have a match with Damien. But don’t hurt him,” Calliope said, nodding toward Million.

“Awwoo-” Million groaned, clearly annoyed at having his show interrupted just as it was getting good.

Calliope shot him a look, her voice smooth and gentle, “If you’d rather spar with me instead, that’s fine, too.”

There was a hint of a smile on her lips, and in an instant, Million scrambled to his feet. He couldn’t care less about his show now, and let out a few howls at Damien, indicating he was ready.

Damien was amazed. He hadn’t missed the fact that Million seemed to be wary of Calliope.

“He didn’t want to spar with her, huh?”

Come to think of it, Calliope had once mentioned sparring with them, too. Could she also know martial arts? Damien was skeptical but had no time to dwell on it because Million had assumed a fighting stance, standing upright like a person. The people around watched on, their amazement evident.