Trash of the Count's Family

But behind that satisfaction, Cale suddenly felt chills on the back of his neck. It was because Ron drank the lemon tea without any complaints.

Clack.

Why did the sound of the teacup being placed on the table feel so loud? Thankfully, it was not just Cale being paranoid. Choi Han, who had been quietly enjoying his tea, started to frown.

“Why don’t you enjoy your tea a little more quietly?”

Ron held back his laughter after seeing Choi Han take a peek at Cale before speaking in a more respectful tone to him. Today, he had found a decently useful sword for Choi Han. It was a sword made by the same blacksmith as the one who made Beacrox’s cooking knife.

‘Want to try it out?’

‘I will not fight against someone who is trying to cut someone else with a cooking knife.’

His son, Beacrox, kept nagging Choi Han to fight him with that sword. It was because Beacrox learned a bit about Choi Han’s strength from that short bout last time, and wanted to find out more. However, Choi Han continued to reject him.

‘Ho, what a funny punk. What, do I need to bring a bloodied sword like you?’

Choi Han closed his eyes for a moment before opening them back up and responded to Beacrox as if he was confirming it for himself.

‘I, I will now be someone who protects. He said even I could do it.’

‘What the heck are you saying?’

Ron watched his son and Choi Han’s cute bickering, before following Choi Han to come see Cale. He didn’t expect to hear such a precious thing.

‘I can’t live as a trash forever.’

That was what Ron was thinking about as he drank the lemon tea. But it looked like he was glaring at Choi Han. Cale was watching that scene with satisfaction.

Ron and Choi Han’s relationship in ‘The Birth of a Hero’ was just like this. They were always at each other’s throats, but still continued to travel together. They were tied together by a contract, but they both knew they could also rely on one another.

Cale thought that a lot of things got twisted because of his actions to not get beaten up, but it looked like their relationship was forming in a similar manner.

‘It is disappointing that it got twisted a bit, but my life comes first. I can’t let the novel dictate my life.’

For Cale, his life was the first priority. After that, it was that everybody living within his territory lived peacefully. What else could you need?

“Sweet teas are really the best.”

Ron flinched at the words that Cale happily said.

The tea time for these three individuals ended in the middle of the downpour.

“I guess the next time I will see you will be at the capital.”

Cale shook his head toward Billos, who greeted Cale as he came down from the third floor after tea time.

“I will be coming here everyday for a while.”

“Is that so? To read the book?”

“Whatever I feel like doing.”

“Please feel free to visit whenever you would like. This tea shop is open to you at all times young master.”

Billos was watching Cale, who walked by while pretending not to hear what he said, with curiosity. Ron was just quietly observing them from behind.

The bastard son of the Flynn Merchant Guild. The fact that he was extremely talented made the official children resent him. That was why Billos had to come to this remote, yet profitable region in the Henituse territory.

the

his tongue. It was because he thought to himself, ‘Why does it

even dislike

dislike of you to turn

sigh after seeing that the clueless Choi Han

“Not you, punk.”

gaze was on

heading to the capital anyways. It was because he had a bad feeling about it. He had been thinking about it countless times ever since Choi Han came out from the Forest of

out in this territory. The reason he had to escape from the Eastern Continent. It looked like he needed to research the people responsible for it one

master safely arrives at the capital and safely leaves as my final duty as his

young master’s side because he found Cale’s

Beacrox to make food that our little

even more than his own son, Beacrox. Ron knew very well about the

saw how Cale hated his stepmother and her family, but never caused a ruckus with them,

definitely is still trash,

years. Ron had watched over Cale for too

***

his chamber immediately after returning to the estate, only to find the two

about the

cherishes small animals. Choi Han had returned to his own room after

once he became stronger. That answer gave Cale the chills. Cale didn’t know why someone as strong as Choi Han would want to

“Young master.”

as he

do you think? Aren’t they even cuter, lovelier, and more adorable now? They are so mean though, they wouldn’t even let me

expression was so full of admiration

“Don’t you agree?”

butler candidate seems to like cats very

I guess

kind of magic did this deputy butler do in that short amount of time? However, the two kittens continued to avoid Hans’s gaze. It seemed to be a very stereotypical relationship between a butler and a

Please call me if there is anything you need for

“Just go.”

Cale avoided the sparkling eyes of the kittens as he went into the bathroom. At that moment, the kittens’ ears

But then.

“Hooo.”

after getting Hans to leave. Only Ron and the two baby kittens were currently

children of the Cat

did not seem to care, as he verified that the

“Good.”

odd smile on

for their sensitivity to their surroundings. The Cat Tribe was one that was better known in the Eastern Continent than the Western Continent, but there was no way

most beast people, who became violent when they went berserk, the Cat Tribe became stealthier and sharper. That was why they were a scary tribe, although

thought on Ron’s mind as he watched the two Cat Tribe children. It was a sudden thought, and they were still

‘I can teach them.’

the door to the bathroom was

a lot of importance on relationships. If they trust someone once, they will never betray them. They were suspicious by nature, but, like the

looking for Cale on their own accord. Ron thought it would

Tribe children. He then reached out to caress the head of the slightly

Slap.

moved away to the corner of the room

“Hoo.”

sense, since they needed to quickly recognize people like him, people who were close with death, in order to live for a long time. Even if cats do have nine lives, they needed to treasure them. The Cat Tribe was known for their long lives as well as their stealthy night movement. In

fog and the

was blood, or poison. Even if they did not become killers, they had the right foundations to become shadows. The silver kitten turned its head away as Ron said that, while the red kitten snorted. The two siblings had no desire to become killers

kittens scoffed at Ron, as if they knew about his identity as an assassin already. Once Cale came out

“Stop looking at me.”