Trash of the Count's Family

He could not think about anything else while food was in front of him. He could not even prevent the admiration that was flowing out of his mouth.

“Ha. It’s so delicious.”

The deputy butler Hans flinched at the words that came out of Cale’s mouth. Cale was sitting alone at the table, with Hans standing next to him.

Other than breakfast, Count Henituse’s family tended to take care of the other meals freely. To be honest, it was mainly because they each had their own responsibilities.

Nobody said that it was easy to be a noble.

Especially if you were in administration or politics, you had to follow a strict schedule, dropping everything else if you received an order from someone above you.

Count Deruth had responsibilities as the lord of the region, making it difficult to share other meals together, while Cale’s younger siblings timed their meals based on their studies. The Countess was busy interacting with the wives of the influential households in the region, as well as other tasks.

‘Now that I think about it.’

Cale put the fork down after suddenly remembering something. Hans started to get nervous, thinking to himself that this was the normal Cale. He was worried because he did not know when that fork may fly toward his face. Cale did not care whether Hans was nervous or not as he got lost in his own thoughts.

‘There are a lot of experts hiding as artists or craftsmen.’

The Roan Kingdom was pretty advanced in construction and the arts, especially sculpting. It was because there was a lot of marble in the Roan Kingdom. Thanks to that, the Henituse region became the fifth best marble mining region, bringing in a lot of money.

Furthermore, a mountain range took up most of Count Henituse’s region. Even though it was located in the northwest, the mountains were extremely fertile, allowing the residents to grow grapes in between the mountains for wine. Although there was not a large quantity of wine from these fields, it were still treated as one of the best wines in the entire continent.

However, Cale’s mind was filled more about the, ‘strong individuals,’ and not these facts. He had even missed lunch as he sat in the study thinking about that all day.

‘Why are there so many experts on this stupid land? This isn’t the murim.’

There were so many hermit experts here like in the murim. That was why Cale came to a conclusion.

Do not mess with just anybody.

An average looking chef could be a poison expert, and the person working in the repair shop could be someone who viciously killed people with his wires. This was that type of land.

“Sigh.”

A deep sigh came out of Cale’s mouth. He had just completed his plan to prevent himself from dying and living peacefully.

“Young master.”

Cale, who wanted to let out another sigh, turned his gaze to the source of the cautious voice. It was the deputy butler Hans.

“What?”

“Should I get them to make something else?”

“Huh?”

Hans held back his sigh after seeing Cale frowning and opening his eyes widely. He was thinking that Cale would now flip the table. Hans didn’t know why the Count would assign him to take care of Cale, but held back his rising despair as he waited for Cale’s response.

And Cale did respond.

“Why would you remake something this delicious?”

“…Excuse me?”

Cale picked his fork back up and sliced the meat. Dinner was even fancier than breakfast. It was not delicious because he had never had something like this when he was still Kim Rok Soo, but because it was an extravagant taste, even for the original Cale.

Kim Rok Soo didn’t know how Cale grew up, but the original Cale had issues with anything that was not fancy. He liked that fact quite a bit. Everybody knew that was the case and only brought the best of the best.

Cale put a piece of the well-cooked, but still juicy, piece of steak in his mouth as he asked Hans. His attitude was one that said he did not care about etiquettes at all.

“Hans, who made this meal?”

“Ah, it was second chef Beacrox.”

…Cale suddenly lost his appetite.

Beacrox. He was clean cut and was the son of the servant Ron. However, unlike his father, he specialized in the way of the sword and not assassinations. Beacrox was also obsessed with cleanliness and sharpened his spotless blade every day, using that same sword to slice the heads of his enemies off their bodies.

‘…He also specializes in torture.’

That kind of guy ends up admiring Choi Han’s sword skill and chooses to follow him. His father Ron makes a deal with Choi Han to help him, and chooses to leave with the two of them for the sake of his son. Although he may not look like it, Ron cherishes his son quite a bit.

Cale looked down at the medium rare steak that was still slightly pink on the inside and gulped a few times.

‘I can’t allow my blood to shed like this steak.’

He turned his gaze toward Hans who was still looking at him before cutting another piece of steak and putting it in his mouth.

He is Ron’s son, right? I did not know he was such a

your message to chef Beacrox. I’m sure he will be very happy to know that young master Cale complimented his

so? Let him know that I truly enjoyed

“…Yes, sir.”

stiff expression, but Cale had made up his mind. He was not going to mess with Beacrox and would work to make a good

Everything will be settled once he made Beacrox run into Choi Han and leave the region. Cale had already made what

emptied the dishes. He had a satisfied smile on his face as he got

why did you suddenly end

his father, Deruth, had sent him to personally handle Cale’s needs. Although Cale did not know about the situation in Count Henituse’s

head and

ordered me to make sure that the young master makes sure to eat every meal. As a result, I

be specific, Hans was

need to do. I would eat properly on my own. But I guess I would not have realized it was time for dinner

the first five volumes of the novel in Korean. After leaving the dining room, Cale

good

of course. Please take good care of me as well. I will

answered, but Cale just let it be. Cale saw Ron standing there as

didn’t I tell you

leave. He just roamed around Cale like a fly. Ron had been waiting

my duty to take

seeing Ron smiling at him. He then threw a

eat even when I tell you

not want Ron to follow as he headed back to the study.

have

scared of the assassin old man’s stiff expression and turned his head back

was completely

to write in Korean was already burnt in the fire. Cale had done so himself. There was nobody here who knew Korean, but he had to

‘I remember everything anyways.’

was, as long as he enjoyed it, he was able to remember the names and appearances of the characters. Of course, if he didn’t like something, he would not

the chair and thought about what

need to see Choi Han tomorrow and do

corners of his lips started to

pick up

dying. He had no intentions

achieve that goal, the first step was raising his defenses. Second was finding a recovery method. Third was being faster than anybody else. Fourth was a strength that

to avoid the

these so called plans of his as he slowly closed his eyes with satisfaction.

not be beaten up even when the time comes for it

Shield. Cale was thinking about this first shapeless strength he was going to get as he fell asleep. The corners of his lips that had gone up did not seem like they would

It was a first

in order to calm his nerves and be successful? Cale thought the first step was to have a hearty

after coming to this world was eating, but he was going to enjoy the meal since he will be busy for

fell asleep

somehow ended up

food. The fact that he did not even look at his father

The screeching

will head

to like his son no matter what. He looked back and

“Sure. Go ahead.”

“Thank you.”

he had a lot of things to do today. But Deruth held him back

need any allowance

“…I do need some.”

family with a lot of money. Cale held back his smile after hearing that his father will send him the allowance through Hans and left without even saying thank you. He

following him

I’m going out.

near the rear of the city to go drinking. Whenever he did this, Ron just smiled

not go to

asked a

think that is something

master. I will

more wrinkles after hearing that

“Don’t wait for me.”

walked out with him. Cale still seemed angry,

away. It was only then that Cale let out a sigh and peeked backwards. He could see Ron’s

I was able to shake

not follow him. However, Cale was afraid of that stiff expression. He was an assassin after all. Cale decided that he will treat Ron better and not make him angry starting the next interaction as he exited

destination a little

this the right