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?’

the wind started to

The wind clashed even stronger against the transparent wind and made loud noises. However, Cale’s concerned expression was not because of the wind. His hair continued to

talking about the

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

now. The wind would

I was a terrible person! Ahem, I

only hear the old man’s voice every so often as he

wish was something that could not be

“How annoying.”

he wanted to die. It was the

being slightly pushed back, and put some strength into his legs. He could hear the voice once

is only capable of protecting myself. It is not

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

of the tornado was right in front of

Boom. Boom. Boom.

that was clashing became stronger.

‘It might break.’

should be doing more damage than just

the wind cut

of these ancient powers were

was now smaller, but in return, it was much stronger. It was able to push back an even stronger force

clenched the transparent handle on the

One step.

a

Two steps.

was always beating. But I

Three steps.

was because I was

Four steps.

had always been injured, and I

And finally.

the final fifth

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

the windless area sounded like it was raining all around Cale. The eye of the storm. The winds were swarming the area outside this calm center. He could hear the old man’s voice along

throw everything else away so

was the last thing the old

“Tsk.”

cares about anything else? Living comes

to say. Cale clicked his tongue and returned

headed toward the half completed rock tower and crouched

a normal rock tower that you could find at

tree, these rocks that have existed since ancient times were different from normal rocks. Just like the

“Whatever.”

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

being built up, one rock at a

not take that long. Even Taylor had completed this part pretty easily. However, Cage, who had not come into the central area and had instead waited outside

“It’s easy.”

rock and gently put it on top

Flash!

white. At the same time, Cale got up and

was slowly dying

“…Huh?”

the wind died down. He then crossed his arms and listened to the old

not people who served the lord. I only realized that after we all went our

attention. He then recalled the words of

who called themselves servants of

a bad feeling that he had learned something he shouldn’t have

the things he just heard were things that he should not

more as the old man continued to speak. That voice was something

rocks. I piled them up hoping that I could turn back

hated my selfish self for thinking about my own happiness after betraying my comrades and running

“Sigh.”

a long sigh. This old man

nature to

voice disappeared for a

‘Is it over?’

old man was finally getting to the end. However, the sobbing voice

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

man was

going to go