Trash of the Count's Family

And not just three average beings. One was a dumb dragon, another was a crazy priestess who wants to be excommunicated, and the third was a punk from Marquis Stan’s family.

“Sigh.”

Cale could not help but sigh. He dropped his head before lifting it back up again. Once he did, he could see that it had become much quieter. Cale thought the silence was odd, and looked toward Hans.

Hans smiled awkwardly, before stealthily gesturing toward the driver, Tom, and Taylor, who was looking out of the carriage window.

Taylor had a bitter smile on his face as he started to speak.

“If it is inconvenient for your party, we will leave.”

The eldest son of the Marquis family, and the son who was pushed out of the family. After his legs became paralyzed, Taylor’s life turned 180 degrees overnight, from one of luxury and power, to one where his family gave him just the minimal amount of support needed to survive.

Those nobles, who knew that anyone other than the successor to the Marquis title in the Stan family would die immediately, started to avoid Taylor, finding him to be an annoyance. They even purposefully ignored him in front of Venion or the other siblings to try to curry their favor as well. The current Taylor’s situation was even worse than that of a bastard son of a baron’s family.

Taylor knew about Cale, the trash of the Henituse family. A luxurious golden turtle as their symbol, as well as being a handsome young man with red hair. There was no one other than Cale who fit that description. Even someone like Count Henituse, who did not join a faction, could find it uncomfortable to associate with someone like him. They were all like that after his body became paralyzed.

Taylor had remembered the reality of the situation after hearing Cale’s sigh. But at that moment.

“Why would you leave?”

Cale walked toward Taylor’s carriage with a stoic expression on his face.

“This isn’t my property. I wouldn’t do something so childish when we are both fellow travelers.”

Cale and Taylor made eye contact with each other. Cale then quickly peeked inside Taylor’s carriage.

‘She is there.’

The crazy priestess, Cage, was observing him from inside the carriage. Cale had read about how her curses were really scary. Some people even said her curses were at the level of a necromancer, the cursed profession.

Cale turned his gaze away from Cage and reached his hand out.

“I am Cale Henituse of the Henituse family.”

Taylor gazed at the hand reaching out to him from outside the carriage. He then looked back at Cale’s stoic expression.

Click.

Taylor opened the carriage door. Proper etiquette indicated that he should step out of the carriage to return the greeting.

“It is difficult for me to step out because of my legs.”

“I am aware.”

Taylor looked once more toward Cale, who did not seem to care about the proper etiquette, and shook his hand. It was just a short handshake.

“Nice to meet you, young master Cale.”

‘Not at all.’

Cale was not happy about this meeting at all. He quickly tried to turn around because he did not want to be introduced to Cage. Unfortunately, Taylor was an extremely respectful person.

“This is my companion, priestess Cage-nim. She is a follower of the God of Eternal Rest.”

Eternal rest. This was a term for death. Cale held back another sigh, and looked toward Cage. Cage gracefully greeted him like a proper priestess.

“Nice to meet you, young master Cale. My name is Cage. May the peace of the night always be with you.”

‘Peace of the night.’ That was the general greeting those who served the God of Death gave to the public.

‘Peace of the night my ass.’

Forget peace of the night, Cale felt like he wouldn't be able to even sleep properly tonight. He felt like he was drinking lemonade as he looked toward Cage, who was gently smiling.

‘She’s acting all nice and innocent, even though she finds that to be so annoying. That is the number one reason she wants to be excommunicated.’

She really was good at acting. Cale smiled at Cage, who still had a very stereotypical smile of a priestess on her face, and confidently replied.

“I do not believe in a god.”

Cage’s gaze became curious. Her gaze seemed to be asking what kind of crazy thing Cale was saying to a priestess, but Cale welcomed it. Cale just wanted her to keep thinking that he was a trash.

“You are an interesting person.”

“I guess I am a bit interesting.”

Cale just casually responded to her statement and looked around the carriage. It was extremely shabby for the eldest son of a Marquis. Just one knight, a subordinate, who also served as the driver, and the two of them, Cage and Taylor.

‘I’m sure he’s out of money as well.’

Taylor probably spent a lot of money putting magic tools around the Puzzle City residence.

Since he was not getting much help from the Marquis, he wouldn’t really have any emergency funds to use. Taylor was probably doing everything he could to reduce his expenses.

Taylor closed his eyes to hold back the shame while watching Cale look through his carriage. Cale did not put much meaning behind it, and started to think.

‘They are probably heading to the capital because of my message.’

It was obvious where they were heading. It was to the capital, to meet the crown prince.

“Hans.”

“Yes, young master.”

Cale vaguely gave an order to the approaching Hans.

“Help them out.”

“Yes, sir.”

a separate meal for them and set up a

them, or even

me. You take care

want to create a situation for them to come into contact with one another. Of course, he felt like things would not go

serve them like I am

bring

suddenly become

the suddenly passionate Hans, and slightly bowed toward Taylor as he said

will be on my way,

for your

“It was nothing.”

from Taylor, who had a curious look on his face. He then immediately headed back to his carriage without looking anywhere else. Of course, he gave an order to the

one knight. Vice Captain, you take care of

“Yes, young master.”

carriage. It was regarding guard duty at night.

Click.

everyone turn their gaze toward the closed door of the carriage with the golden turtle crest, before returning to do

kittens greeted Cale inside the

those

I was there

window, slowly approached Cale and sat down next to him before starting to talk to each other. They

the

“Pretend not to know.”

“Like the dragon?”

“Yes.”

understanding. Cale watched them nod, before crossing his arms and closing his

‘The Healing Star.’

and Taylor. The

can heal any injury or illness to the body’s original, healthy state. The

royal family arrives. Magic bombs across the capital and in the plaza go off at

amazing, such that the kingdom considered him a hero, but Choi

that time, the secret organization installed bombs on some people during the

mage Rosalyn, protected the people from the bombs and helped with their escape. At that time, there was an old

bomb off and throwing it away from himself, and this incident had made Choi Han extremely upset. Watching the old man’s hurt body, the crown prince thought about, ‘The Healing Star.’ That was how the power was originally introduced in the

the crown prince did not use the power on the old man. Instead, he consoled Choi Han, who was feeling responsible for the old man’s death, and raised him

‘It is only normal.’

not think the crown prince made the wrong decision. Who can judge him for wanting to use his power for himself? Of

is little brother dragon

nodded his head at

well

be done with him, but if the dragon was going to follow him around the country like a little puppy, he might as well put it to good use. He had already thought about how to use that dragon the last few

magic bombs that Choi Han had found in the novel, but he was not sure about the location

were found by using Rosalyn’s genius-level mana detection abilities to find them

had an existence that was worlds better than Rosalyn at detecting mana

well make it work

he was thinking about all of the work he was going to make the dragon do in the capital. The dragon, who had no idea about any of this, delivered a boar to the campsite early in the morning

in after staying up late planning out the things that needed to be completed at the capital, went

in the carriage last night. He was doing his best to not interact with

is going

greeted Cale. Hans, as well as the rest of the Cale’s group, were quickly getting past their suspicions about the meat and fruit

had said that it was fine, they just went along with it. Beacrox was easy

young master, did you

peeked toward Taylor and Cage, before

see, I think young master Taylor has gotten the wrong

“Wrong idea?”

boar, as well as Taylor on the wheelchair, and Cage pushing Taylor’s wheelchair behind him. He approached the dead boar and stood next to the wheelchair as he started to

“What is going on?”

usual, the boar that the dragon delivered was enormous. It was larger than a tiger, the type of boar

as usual, there was a drawing next to the boar. The dragon must have

master Cale. I’m

utter nonsense

on his face as he turned away from

like my movements have been

Cale could then hear the priestess Cage mumbling behind Taylor. She was

secret, so how is it possible? There is someone who can avoid my

someone at your

out what was going

campsite without being detected by the priestess Cage or anyone else. That strength and stealthiness was

to be seeing a very large knife. Cale looked back at Taylor, who was

master Cale. This incident

“Beacrox.”

called out to

someone like that pay attention to the disabled eldest son? It wasn’t

“Yes, young master?”

was standing there with his kitchen knife prepared, responded with excitement

we’ll be eating steak

master, it looks like we will get the highest quality steak once

Cale with a blank expression,

“… Once again?”

nodded his head

in our party

“…Who is it?”

Cale snorted before responding.

shy so you will not be able to see

leaves on a tree not far from the campsite moving up and down and shook his head. Cale shaking his head made both

I see. It seems we had the wrong

is an excellent cook, so please