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?”

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

for three different styles:

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

“Amazing.”

I am

his smile watching Hans shrug his shoulders, while his lips continued to flicker. The two

“I’m leaving now.”

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

Fragrance of Tea

looked up at the sign before opening the

Ring.

ringing of the bell and a desolate shop welcomed

guess nobody 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

back. I needed

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

cups of

teas should

types of tea and set a time for Billos to bring the teas up

Drip drip-

Tsk. Cale clicked his tongue and went back to sit at the same spot near the third floor window

pretty strong, isn’t

from him and put down a single cup of tea. Cale was observing

Ron.

the novel past volume 1. Of course, Billos only has about two sentences written about him in volume 1, as

word was

been a greedy

was different from Hong

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

make it so that they had no choice but to accept him. He wanted to create a situation where they will have no choice but to introduce him as son, to introduce him

‘He must be exhausted.’

he did not hate that. In fact,

to give up. I

the time frame of volume 1.

could hear Billos’s voice breaking his train

that you are going

to keep sitting there? Don’t you have work

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

as well. I guess I

“And?”

it.In order for Billos and Choi Han to have an

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

it seems

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

different

“Which one? Trash?”

Cale was not the trash

a bit drunk and broken a chair

did not know

You are right. Trash. Haven’t you always been a

such a thing to the Count’s son, the first born of the ruler of the territory. Was Billos the

who was going to take over a large

been a trashy young

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

“Billos.”

had a smile on his face, but did not laugh as he

father, ‘father.’ You can’t call your

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

started to pour even harder outside. Cale broke the silence and started to smile as

you going to keep being the bastard? Are you satisfied with

Cale’s sharp gaze

“I know you’re not.”

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

a trash for about ten years, since I started when

it, Cale Henituse has been doing trashy things since he was 8 years old. He started

Cale that was present in his