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 same time, the

wind clashed even stronger against the transparent wind and made loud noises. However, Cale’s concerned

talking about

thing that Cale could deduce about this, ‘familiar power,’ was the Indestructible Shield. It had not said anything like that to Taylor in the

to step forward for now. The wind would only get stronger if

person! Ahem, I stayed alive on my own and got old.

old man’s voice every so often as

wish was something that could not be achieved. I could only lament

“How annoying.”

voice to be annoying. Screw sincere, it was like he wanted to die. It was the style that Cale hated. Epicureans were so much

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

protecting myself. It is not helpful in any other

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

of the

Boom. Boom. Boom.

was clashing became stronger.

‘It might break.’

damage than just pushing him back now. The moment Cale thought that the wind might

did not die even when the wind cut me

owners of these ancient

now smaller, but in return,

reached out toward the transparent shield and clenched the transparent handle on

One step.

is a

Two steps.

heart was always beating. But I

Three steps.

was because I was

Four steps.

always been injured, and I was even more afraid of death, the end of that

And finally.

took the final

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

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

throw everything else away so that I could continue

was the last thing the

“Tsk.”

anything

of useless things to say. Cale clicked his tongue and returned the shield back to his

the half completed rock tower and crouched

rock tower that you could

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

“Whatever.”

a pair of

Clack. The rock tower was being built up, one rock

this part pretty easily. However, Cage, who 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 powers, was somewhere that a person could only enter on

“It’s easy.”

the last black rock and gently put it

Flash!

rocks slowly turned white. At the same time, Cale got

was slowly

“…Huh?”

voice of the dragon and waited until all of the wind died down. He then crossed his arms and listened

against pain. They were not people who served the lord. I only realized that after we all went our separate ways

He then recalled

called themselves servants

a bad feeling that he had learned something

he just heard were things that

was something only Cale could hear, thus making the dragon hesitate while looking at

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

thinking about my own happiness after betraying

“Sigh.”

long sigh. This old man really was

nature

old man’s voice disappeared for

‘Is it over?’

that the old man was finally getting to the end.

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

man was

to go