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.

couldn’t even use the family

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

I guess even

of you to turn into

after seeing that the

“Not you, punk.”

gaze was

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 Darkness

had to escape from the Eastern Continent. It looked like he needed to

for me to make sure our puppy young master safely arrives at the capital and safely

he would be by the young master’s side because he found Cale’s scared expression to be funny, but would an assassin

food that our little puppy young master will

about the terrible things Cale has done, and the terrible

his mother died. He also saw how Cale hated his stepmother and her family, but never caused a ruckus

is still

years. Ron had watched over Cale for too

***

after returning to the estate, only to find

I forgot about the two of

returned to his own room after saying that his heart needed

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

“Young master.”

he was staring

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

satisfaction. His expression was so full of admiration that it surprised Cale and

“Don’t you agree?”

seems to like cats

I

two kittens, that were sitting on a silk cushion that came from who knows where, definitely looked fuller and healthier. What 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

out now, young master. Please call me if there is anything you need for

“Just go.”

sparkling eyes of the kittens as he

But then.

“Hooo.”

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

children of

not seem to care, as he verified that the bathroom

“Good.”

an odd smile on

the Eastern Continent than the Western Continent, but there was no way that someone like Ron, who was involved with assassinations, would not

stealthier and sharper. That was why they were a

on Ron’s mind as he watched the two Cat Tribe children. It was a

‘I can teach them.’

to make sure that the door to the bathroom

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

own accord. Ron thought it would be nice to give

closer to the Cat Tribe children. He then reached out to caress the head

Slap.

kitten slapped his hand away and quickly moved away to the corner

“Hoo.”

Cat Tribe children seem to have already figured him out. It made 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

fog and the

fog and the red one 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 who gave off such a thick scent

Ron, as if they knew about his identity as an assassin already. Once Cale came out of the bathroom, they were still sticking very

“Stop looking at me.”