Trash of the Count's Family

Instead, the Black Dragon just slowly crawled back into the path. While Cale was watching the dragon in disbelief, he could hear a quiet voice piercing through the wind to reach his ear.

“…I was … just passing by.”

“Tsk.”

The Black Dragon’s back flinched after hearing Cale click his tongue, but Cale did not have time to pay attention to the dragon. The cave’s wind had a cycle of 3 hours of strong wind and 3 hours of weak wind. This was the moment that the wind started to get weaker. Of course, it would still become stronger the closer he got to the center.

Swiiiiiiiiiiiiish.

“Quite scary.”

The wind was still pretty strong to be called the, ‘weak phase.’ The novel mentioned that the 150 year old man walked through this strong wind to get to the rock tower.

Cale turned his gaze back to the center of the cave. The large underground area. In the middle of the tornado was a half-stacked rock tower. It looked like there were no winds over there. Next to the half-stacked rock tower were numerous other rocks.

‘I need to stack all of those rocks up.’

The issue was getting to the tower. Stacking the rocks would not be a problem.

Cale looked over the shield and the wings surrounding him, before taking a step forward.

Tang. Tang. The rough wind clashed against the shield. Even though the silver shield was transparent, it sounded like the wind was hitting a real metal shield.

That noise made the Black Dragon that was looking away slowly turn around to look at Cale.

“…But you are weak…”

The Cale that the dragon could see was having a difficult time, even though the shield and wings were protecting him. The wind that could not be blocked by the shield and wings was making his clothes flutter. The wind that seeped through the bottom of the shield made him stop moving every so often as well.

However, Cale continued to step forward one step at a time. Then the dragon saw it.

Cale was smiling. This human, that was nothing compared to that strong tornado, the same human that was weaker than even the kittens he was traveling with, the human that was the weakest out of everybody he was traveling with, was smiling while pushing through this wind.

The dragon had never seen such a silver shield before. He had never seen such wings either. The dragon took a look at his own wings. It was very different from his wings. It was extremely beautiful. The dragon was curious as to what that power might be.

However, the dragon was focused not on the holy and magnificent shield nor wings. Its full attention was on the smiling Cale.

And the target of the gaze, Cale, was continuing to smile.

‘It’s doable. It’s comfortable.’

It was a bit difficult and slow because of the wind, but it was actually a breeze. Compared to how Beacrox was almost killed by Ron while being taught his sword art, this was child’s play.

This made Cale once again feel like it really was best to earn something without putting in much effort.

There were no physical or mental strain endured when using the Indestructible Shield. There would be a short strain if it was to break, but it was not in any danger of breaking right now.

‘It just gets pushed back.’

The shield just got pushed back if the wind was strong. Honestly speaking, Cale had expected to be pushed back multiple times. That was why he had originally lowered the strength of the shield and enlarged it as much as possible. He had been planning on slowly shrinking the size of the shield whenever he got pushed back.

However, this shield was working better than Cale had expected. That made Cale a bit smug, but when he had reached about the halfway mark to the center of the tornado, he had to get rid of all side thoughts.

The novel had said that you would hear a voice once you got close to the center. It was supposed to be the voice of an old man.

Cale was waiting for that voice. The tornado was supposed to get stronger once the voice started to appear.

I regret it.

He could hear the voice. But it was a bit odd.

Ahem, I regret it.

It was a sad old man.

“Tsk tsk.”

Cale clicked his tongue. None of these ancient powers were normal. Why did Taylor think the old man’s voice was sincere? Cale could not understand Taylor’s train of thought.

However, Cale stopped clicking his tongue and stopped moving.

The one that has a power that I am familiar with, I am hoping that you do not get this power.

“Hmm?”

‘The one with a power I am familiar with?’

attention. At the same time, the wind started to

noises. However, Cale’s concerned expression was not because of the wind. His hair continued to

he talking about the

like that to Taylor in the novel. Did the owner of this ancient power know the owner of the Indestructible Shield? Multiple thoughts flew

The wind

my comrades! I was a terrible person! Ahem, I stayed alive on my own and got old. How shameful am

hear the old man’s voice every so often as he was having difficulty stepping forward one

for everyone to come back to life. However, my wish was something that could not be achieved. I could only

“How annoying.”

found the old man’s lamenting voice to be annoying. Screw sincere, it was like he wanted to die. It

into his legs. He could hear the voice

is only capable of protecting myself. It

the cries of the old man that rang through his mind. The power to protect himself was most important to Cale. Who cares if it made him trash. None

center of the tornado was right in

Boom. Boom. Boom.

the wind that was clashing became stronger. It was as if a human was punching

‘It might break.’

strong enough for the shield to break. It should be doing more damage than just pushing him back now. The moment Cale thought

even when the wind

of these ancient powers were all

the shield. Boom Boom. The shield was now smaller, but in return, it was much

toward the transparent shield and clenched the transparent handle on

One step.

is a

Two steps.

always beating. But I

Three steps.

I was

Four steps.

of pain because I had always been injured, and

And finally.

took the final fifth

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

the storm. The winds were swarming the area outside this calm center. He could hear the old man’s voice

throw everything else away so

the last thing the old man

“Tsk.”

cares about anything else? Living

to say. Cale clicked his tongue and returned the shield back to his heart. The

tower and

rock tower that you could

rocks were black. Just like the man-eating tree, these rocks that have existed since ancient times were different

“Whatever.”

about making it aesthetically pleasing, changed his mind. That would be too annoying. He took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on before picking the rocks up to stack the rest

rock tower was being built up, one

had not come into the central area and had instead waited outside the eye of the storm, suffered quite a bit. This central area, like with all ancient

“It’s easy.”

last black rock and gently put it on top of the rock

Flash!

turned white. At the same time, Cale got

was slowly dying

“…Huh?”

all of the wind died down. He then crossed his arms and listened to the old man’s voice. He had no

pain. They were not

words of the old man caught Cale’s attention. He then

in the Forest of Darkness who called themselves

he had learned

feeling that the things he just heard were things that he should not

speak. That voice was something only Cale could hear, thus making the dragon hesitate while looking at the silently

the rocks. I piled them up hoping that I could turn back time, hoping that I could be happy. But then I

self for thinking about my own happiness

“Sigh.”

man really was frustrating. Cale

nature to

man’s voice disappeared

‘Is it over?’

was finally getting to the

same thing. She was a really wonderful older sister. She was more reliable than anybody else. Ah, my older sister.

old man

going to go