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?”

Hans because he took care of things well and had the best

three different styles: martial arts, dagger arts,

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

“Amazing.”

am

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

“I’m leaving now.”

to deal with, and then closed the carriage door. The carriage headed into the fog and

Fragrance of Tea with

at the sign

Ring.

of the bell and a desolate shop

guess nobody 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

back. I needed

be kept. Should I

3 cups of tea

should

a time for Billos to bring the teas up before turning

Drip drip-

clicked his tongue and went back

pretty strong,

and sat across from him and put down a single cup of

Han, Beacrox, Ron.

written about him in volume 1, as the owner of the tea shop that

That word was

always been a

different from Hong Gil-dong.

his father, ‘father,’ or his brother, ‘brother.’ In fact, he was

him. He wanted to create a situation where they will have no choice but to introduce him as son,

‘He must be exhausted.’

hate that.

had the abilities and strength, but said things like, ‘Hoho, I’m just going to give up. I have no choice.’ Why

with Choi Han at least once during the time

could hear Billos’s voice

that you are going to

sitting there?

it. This really was a very, very interesting young master. However, Billos

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

“And?”

have an encounter in

Cale, who was sipping his tea and

master, it seems like you have

him, Billos started to smile. Cale motioned with his chin for

different

“Which one? Trash?”

see the corners of Cale’s lips starting to go up. He definitely was different. This Cale was not the trash that he knew about.

bit drunk and broken a chair or

did not know what Cale was

You are right. Trash. Haven’t you always

Cale could not help but wonder, as Billos said such a thing to the Count’s son, the

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

been a

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

“Billos.”

his face, but did not laugh as he called

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

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 made eye contact with Billos

even harder outside. Cale broke the silence and started

keep being the bastard? Are you satisfied

feel Cale’s

“I know you’re not.”

back on the chair and continued on with an expression

a trash for about ten years, since I started

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

present in his mind,