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 campsite next to our

with them, or

for me.

want to create a situation for them to come into contact with

serve them like I am serving you, young

bring me some

he suddenly become

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

will be on my way, young master

you for your

“It was nothing.”

his carriage without looking anywhere

have one knight. Vice Captain, you take care of their guard duty

“Yes, young master.”

It was regarding guard duty at night. Cale verified the knight’s expression turning bright before the knight got back

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

two kittens greeted Cale inside

those

was

to him before starting to talk to each other. They weren’t looking at Cale nor even talking to him,

answered the witty

“Pretend not to know.”

“Like the dragon?”

“Yes.”

show their understanding. Cale watched them nod, before crossing

‘The Healing Star.’

the name of the ancient power he wrote about in the letter to Cage and Taylor. The reason Cale came to know about

heal any injury or illness to the body’s original, healthy state. The crown prince was in possession of such a power. The deceased queen had given it

the secret organization makes their move once the royal family arrives. Magic bombs across the capital and in the plaza go off at that moment at the

considered him a hero, but Choi Han himself thought

secret organization installed bombs on some people during

mage Rosalyn, protected the people from the bombs and helped with their escape.

and throwing it away from himself, and this incident had made Choi Han extremely upset.

use the power on the old man. Instead, he consoled Choi Han, who was feeling

‘It is only normal.’

to use his power for himself? Of

the way, is little brother

his head at

is like this, I might as well use the

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 nights as

of the 5 magic bombs that Choi Han had found in the novel, but

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

was worlds better than

make it work

see it as he was thinking about all of the work he was going to make the dragon do in the capital. The dragon, who had no

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

to not interact with Taylor and crew. That was why he could not understand this odd, and somewhat, dark

is

smile and greeted Cale. Hans, as well as the rest of the Cale’s group, were quickly getting past their

no idea what Ron thought about it, since Cale and Choi Han both had said that it was fine, they just went along with it. Beacrox was easy to convince since he

young master, did you finally

slowly peeked toward Taylor and

I think young master Taylor has gotten the

“Wrong idea?”

could see the boar, as well as Taylor on the wheelchair, and Cage pushing Taylor’s wheelchair behind

“What is going on?”

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

must have found

master Cale. I’m

utter nonsense

on his face as he turned

like my

then hear the priestess Cage mumbling behind Taylor. She

possible? There is someone who can avoid my detection? This is

your

figuring out what was going

detected by the priestess Cage or anyone else. That strength and stealthiness was something only an expert would

a very large knife. Cale looked back at Taylor, who was looking at him with both despair

Cale. This incident -

“Beacrox.”

out

that pay attention to the disabled

“Yes, young master?”

kitchen knife prepared, responded with excitement on

be

it looks like we will get the highest quality steak once

who was staring at Cale with a blank expression, suddenly started to

“… Once again?”

nodded his head

our party who

“…Who is it?”

Cale snorted before responding.

shy so you will

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

It seems we had the

not your fault. Beacrox is an excellent cook, so