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?”

move up and down. Count Deruth cherished Hans because he took care of things well and had the best personality as

I know the basics for three different styles: martial

couple different basic fighting styles, just in case something happened and the family members needed

“Amazing.”

I am a bit

smile watching Hans shrug his shoulders, while his lips continued to flicker. The two kittens could only shake

“I’m leaving now.”

annoying things he didn't want to deal with, and then closed the carriage door. The carriage headed into the fog and the now

of Tea with

at the

Ring.

the bell and

nobody is here

“Welcome, young master.”

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

come back. I needed to keep

course. Promises need to be kept. Should I prepare the book and tea

cups of tea

should I

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

Drip drip-

rain was getting even worse. Tsk. Cale clicked his tongue and went back to sit at the same spot near

is pretty strong, isn’t

from him and put down a single cup

Ron.

volume 1, as the owner of the tea shop that Choi Han stops by to rest. He returns in volume 3 to swear his loyalty to Choi Hand

That word was

been a

from

he could not call his father, ‘father,’ or his brother,

him. He wanted to create a situation where they will have no choice

‘He must be exhausted.’

an exhausting life. However, he did not hate that. In fact, having that type of greed made him seem more

up. I have no choice.’ Why would you give

had to meet with Choi Han at least once during the time frame of volume 1. It had to just be

Billos’s voice

master, I heard that you are going to

keep sitting there? Don’t you have work to

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

will be heading to the capital as well. I guess I will be following after

“And?”

it.In order for Billos and Choi Han to have an encounter in volume 3, Billos needed to head for the capital soon

asked Cale, who was

it seems like

to smile. Cale motioned with

seem different

“Which one? Trash?”

different. This Cale was not the trash that he knew about. That trash did not know how to make such

have gotten a bit drunk and broken a chair

did not know what

right. Trash. Haven’t you always been a

said such a thing to the Count’s

going to take over a large merchant guild. And Billos was being sincere. He was not smiling, he was actually

always been

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

“Billos.”

on his face, but did not laugh

can’t call your father, ‘father.’ You can’t call your

who had no problem touching his sore spot. Just like he had touched Cale’s sore

harder outside. Cale broke the silence and

the bastard? Are

Cale’s sharp gaze

“I know you’re not.”

continued on with an expression that seemed

a trash for about ten years, since I started when I was

since he was 8 years old. He started drinking

was present in his mind, and started to smile. That smile