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.”

up a separate meal for them and set

with them, or even

look for me. You take

contact with one another. Of course, he felt like things would not go

I will serve them like I am

bring me

did he suddenly

passionate Hans, and slightly bowed toward

will be on my

for your benevolence, young master

“It was nothing.”

look on his face. He then immediately headed back to his carriage without looking anywhere

one knight. Vice Captain, you take care of their

“Yes, young master.”

the Vice Captain had said to Taylor’s knight before getting back on the carriage. It was regarding guard duty at night. Cale

Click.

turn their gaze toward the closed door of the carriage with the golden turtle crest, before returning to do their duties. Only Taylor and Cage, who didn't really have anything to do right now,

greeted Cale

those

I was there

sat down next to him before starting to talk to each other. They weren’t looking at Cale

answered the witty

“Pretend not to know.”

“Like the dragon?”

“Yes.”

kittens nodded their heads to show their understanding. Cale watched them nod, before crossing his arms and closing his

‘The Healing Star.’

letter to Cage and Taylor. The reason Cale came to know about this

single use power that can heal any injury or illness to the body’s original, healthy state. The crown prince was in

their move once the royal family arrives. Magic bombs across

to stop about half of it. That in itself was amazing, such that the kingdom considered him a hero, but Choi Han himself thought about the lives of the victims of the bombs, making his hatred

organization installed bombs on some

Rosalyn, protected the people from the bombs and helped with their escape. At that time, there was an old man that Choi Han had failed to

had lost his right arm and leg while taking a 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

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 up as a

‘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 course, Choi

way, is little brother dragon still

head at

might as well use the dragon for my benefit as

like a little puppy, he might as well put it to good use. He had already thought about how to use that dragon the

magic bombs that Choi Han had found in the novel, but

bombs that were located were found by using Rosalyn’s genius-level mana detection abilities

better than Rosalyn at detecting mana following him around like a lost

as well make it

not see it as he was thinking about all of the work he was going to make the dragon do in

that needed to be completed at the capital, went out to

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

is going

rest of the Cale’s group, were quickly getting past their suspicions

just went along with it. Beacrox was easy to convince since he was always excited to

young master, did you finally wake

Taylor and Cage, before approaching

see, I think young master Taylor has

“Wrong idea?”

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

“What is going on?”

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

boar. The dragon must have found it annoying to draw the fork, as only the knife was

Cale.

utter nonsense was

apologetic smile on his face as he turned away from

like my movements have

then hear the priestess Cage mumbling behind

There is someone who can avoid

someone at your

done figuring out what

campsite without being detected by the priestess Cage or anyone else.

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

master Cale. This incident

“Beacrox.”

out

probably extremely busy right now. Why would someone like that pay attention to the disabled eldest son? It wasn’t like Venion knew,

“Yes, young master?”

his kitchen knife prepared, responded with excitement on

be eating steak for

we will get the highest

at Cale with a blank

“… Once again?”

his

in our party who delivers

“…Who is it?”

Cale snorted before responding.

shy so you will not be able

saw the leaves on a tree not far from the campsite moving up and down and shook his head.

I see. It seems we

Beacrox is an excellent cook, so please have some steak before