Trash of the Count's Family

Choi Han stopped leaning against the wall and pushed his body up.

His body was leaning to his left probably because his right ankle was uncomfortable, but Cale did not help him or say anything about him. There was no reason to be any nicer to him than he had already been.

Cale told Choi Han to follow him as he headed toward the Count’s estate. However, an existence blocked his path.

Meeeeeeeeow.

The red furred golden eyed kitten ran toward Cale and rubbed its cheeks on Cale’s shoes. Cale started to frown. He didn’t like cats, but this one seemed pretty cute. However, he suddenly felt chills all over his body and turned around. Choi Han was staring at him.

‘Damn it.’

Cale awkwardly started to pet the kitten.

“It seems like it likes me. But I have to go. See you next time.”

Cale never understood why people talked to animals. However, Cale, who had now become that person that was speaking to animals, quickly stood back up and walked away from the kitten.

Grroooooowl.

The silver furred golden-eyed kitten growled as if it was telling the red-furred kitten to come back while telling Cale to get lost. The red-furred kitten seemed to not want to go back as it continued to look back at Cale as it walked away. However, Cale did not turn back.

Meow, meoooooooow.

The sad cries of the kittens were getting farther away. Cale took a peek backwards. Choi Han was limping, but keeping up with him.

They made eye contact once more. Cale flinched as he quickly turned his head back. He was walking slowly to make it easier for Choi Han to keep up.

They passed the residential area and Cale took another sip of the alcohol.

The bars. Market. Plaza. They then passed the residences of the wealthy and finally arrived at the Count’s estate located in the rear of the city.

“What are you doing?”

Cale looked toward Choi Han, who had stopped moving. Choi Han must have seen how the soldiers greeted Cale, as well as how the citizens avoided him, on their way here.

Choi Han was probably questioning whether it really would be easy to kill Cale.

Cale asked once more.

“Are you not going to come?”

As expected, Choi Han resumed walking. His reason for following Cale now was probably to get some information as well as to host the funeral for the villagers of Harris Village.

“Y, young master?”

As soon as Cale stood at the main entrance of the estate, the guards and knights stumbled over their words as they greeted him.

stop with that y,

one. It was easier to be a trash young master than a noble young master. He was trying to make his life as easy

“Please head on in.”

well. They were probably curious about this beggar that

“Follow me.”

Cale. Cale looked calm and turned back as soon as he saw that Choi Han was behind him and entered through the

heart was

thinking about taking me as a hostage if something dangerous happens. That

just thinking about being taken as hostage caused serious mental strain that Cale frowned as he looked at the two knights who were following

‘Don’t follow me.’

at Cale’s clear order. They looked back and forth between Cale and Choi Han before one of the

more than anything else.

to act like this

foreigner and left the knight alone to follow them. He just led Choi Han to the entrance of the Count’s

“Young master, you’re back.”

“…Yes, Ron.”

scary old man. He had been waiting for Cale outside the door. Cale didn’t expect him to really be waiting.

toward Choi Han, and his benign

should be at a level where he can estimate Choi

also stared back at Ron. Cale didn’t care what kind of attacks they were sending each other through their eyes and did what he

“Follow me.”

to Choi Han once more and started to walk. The servant, Ron, quickly

on? I will take care of this guest if you tell me what is

“No need.”

approached Cale as Ron

You returned

the deputy butler

he was responsible

his tongue and ignored Hans’s statement. Instead, he lifted up the alcohol bottle and pointed toward Hans.

“Aaack!”

both of his arms as he curled up. Silence

“Tsk.”

tongue and Hans looked up with a face completely red from embarrassment as he looked back at

“Put this away.”

“Yes.”

bottle from Cale with a blank expression on his

will actually throw it at

pale at Cale’s words. Cale did not seem to care at all as he continued to walk.

every so often to make sure they were following him properly and

door open as soon as he saw the

“Young master?”

hear Hans’s confused voice behind him. However, there was

will meet. Cale’s heart was beating fast. The door easily opened.

Clang. Clang.

Chef Beacrox was smiling while sharpening his blade. He seemed to be enjoying himself while sharpening his blade all