Trash of the Count's Family

Tap. Tap. Even at the rough patting, the baby kittens could only stiffly stare at Cale. Cale thought about the moment when he first met Choi Han. The injured silver kitten was growling while the red kitten was whining next to it.

‘The silver kitten should be the older sister with grey hair and the younger brother must be the red kitten.’

Cale had a bright smile on his face. He looked toward the kittens and started to speak.

“We’ll talk later.”

The siblings who seemed to be beast people avoided his gaze and Hans confusingly replied.

“...Are you talking to me?”

“Not you.”

Hans looked at Cale and the two kittens with an even more confused expression on his face, before holding the kittens even tighter. It was a movement that seemed to show that he was trying to avoid a dangerous person. However, he soon had to approach Cale once again.

“Are you heading back out?”

“Yes.”

It was because Cale changed his coat and was preparing to leave again.

“Where will you be going?”

“I have a promise to keep and someone to meet.”

“...Young master, you are going to keep a promise?”

Hans looked to be shocked again, as he questioned Cale.

“You seem to be getting ruder.”

“My apologies.”

The deputy butler’s apology was very quick.

‘Is he really the best of the butler candidates? He seemed decent by the way he handled Choi Han’s issue.’

Cale felt like Hans, who was caressing the kittens with a wide grin on his face, was not very reliable.

‘I’m going to take him to the capital as well.’

Cale was thinking about this, something that Hans would never expect even in his dreams, no, something that Hans would lament even if he learned about it in his dream, before Cale asked about the person he had not seen for a while.

“Where’s Ron?”

Hans had a satisfied smile on his face at that question.

“I heard that Choi Han-nim will be going with you as one of your guards for the beginning part of your journey to the capital. Is that true?”

Hans was thinking about Choi Han, who had defeated all of the Count’s Knight Brigade members today. He was more skilled than expected, making it easy for him to be Cale’s guard as Cale wanted.

Of course, neither Hans nor the knights knew that Choi Han had hidden his true power.

“Mr. Ron found out that Choi Han-nim will be going with you and went out with Choi Han-nim to purchase some clothes and other necessary items for travel. Ah, Chef Beacrox went with them a well.”

“I see. I’m relieved.”

‘They seem to be getting along well.’

There was a rare, extremely bright smile on Cale’s face. The smile was very fitting with his beautiful red hair. Hans started to speak while being happy about Cale’s bright smile.

“Mr. Ron, Choi Han-nim, and even Beacrox seem to be excited about serving you.”

He could see an instantaneous change in Cale’s face as he said that. Why would Cale suddenly look like he lost his appetite? Hans could not figure it out.

Both individuals headed outside the main gates once again. As he got on the carriage, Cale asked Hans who was watching him leave.

“Oh, Hans. Don’t the deputy butlers learn basic martial arts?”

“Of course.”

“And you are the greatest Butler candidate?”

to move up and down. Count Deruth cherished Hans

know the basics for three different styles: martial arts,

styles, just in case

“Amazing.”

I am a

while his lips continued to flicker. The two kittens could only shake

“I’m leaving now.”

his mind to take Hans to the capital to take care of all annoying things he didn't want to deal with, and then closed the carriage door. The carriage headed into the fog

Fragrance of Tea with

up at the sign before

Ring.

clear ringing of the bell and a

is here

“Welcome, young master.”

bastard of the Flynn Merchant Guild. He welcomed Cale as if they had known each other for a long time. Cale sat in front of the counter and made

back. I needed to keep my

Should I

3 cups

should I

time for Billos to bring the teas up before turning around and heading up to the

Drip drip-

was getting even worse. Tsk. Cale clicked his tongue and went back

is pretty

and sat across from him and put down a single cup of tea. Cale

Ron. And

written about him in volume 1, as the owner of the tea shop that Choi Han stops by

That word was

always been a

different from Hong Gil-dong.

that he could not call his father, ‘father,’ or his brother, ‘brother.’ In fact, he

wanted to create a situation where they will have

‘He must be exhausted.’

exhausting life. However, he did not hate that. In fact, having that type

said things like, ‘Hoho, I’m just going to give up. I have no choice.’ Why would you give up on something that could be yours? You should always

the time frame of

could hear Billos’s voice breaking his

you are going

to keep sitting there?

Billos smile. He did not even try to hide it. This really was a very, very interesting young master. However, Billos could tell that he had

as well. I guess

“And?”

have an encounter in volume

a stoic expression as he asked Cale, who was

it seems like you have

at him, Billos started to smile. Cale motioned

different than your

“Which one? Trash?”

not the trash that he knew about. That trash did not know how to make such an expression. It was a

gotten a bit drunk and broken a chair

not know what

are right. Trash. Haven’t you always

could not help but wonder, as Billos said such a thing to the Count’s son, the first born of the ruler of the territory. Was Billos the one who had something to

was someone who was going to take over a large merchant guild. And Billos was being

been a trashy young

It was not a hard question to answer anyways. It was easier than figuring out how

“Billos.”

a smile on his face, but did not laugh as he called out to

your father, ‘father.’ You

master in front of him who had no problem touching his sore spot. Just like he had touched Cale’s sore spot, he was returning the favor by touching his most painful sore spot. Cale just silently

Cale broke the silence and started to

being the bastard? Are you satisfied

could feel Cale’s sharp gaze

“I know you’re not.”

leaned back on the chair and continued on with an expression that

about ten years,

think about it, Cale Henituse has been doing trashy things since he was 8

in his mind, and started to