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?”

lips started to move up and down. Count Deruth cherished Hans because he took care

basics for three different styles: martial arts,

needed to learn a couple different basic fighting styles, just in

“Amazing.”

am a

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

“I’m leaving now.”

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

of

the

Ring.

clear ringing of the bell and a desolate shop

is here because of

“Welcome, young master.”

The 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

come back. I needed to keep

Should I prepare the book and

cups of tea

should

to bring the teas up before turning around and heading up to

Drip drip-

Cale clicked his tongue and went back to sit at the same spot

pretty strong, isn’t

him and put down a single

Han, Beacrox, Ron. And finally,

about two sentences written about him in 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

That word

always been

different from

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

a situation where they will have no choice but to

‘He must be exhausted.’

that. In fact, having that type of greed made

and strength, but 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

meet with Choi Han at least once during the time

Billos’s voice breaking his train of

that you are going

sitting there? Don’t you have work to

it. This really was a very, very interesting young master. However, Billos could tell that he had a pretty sharp

capital as well. I guess

“And?”

knew about it.In order for Billos and Choi Han to have an encounter in volume 3,

as he asked Cale, who was sipping his tea and looking out the window,

master, it seems

turn to look at him, Billos started to smile. Cale motioned

seem different

“Which one? Trash?”

not the trash that he knew about. That trash did not know how to

I have gotten a bit drunk and broken a

did not know what Cale

Haven’t you always been a trashy

as Billos said such a thing to the Count’s son, the first born of the ruler

not want to fight with Billos. Billos was someone who was going to take over a large merchant guild. And Billos was

you always been a trashy

was not a hard question to answer anyways. It was

“Billos.”

but did not laugh as he called out to

father, ‘father.’ You

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 made eye contact with Billos for a

pour even harder outside. Cale broke the silence and

to keep being the bastard? Are

Cale’s sharp gaze

“I know you’re not.”

the chair and continued on with an expression that

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

has been doing trashy things since he was 8 years old. He started drinking when he was 15. What

Cale that was present in his mind, and started