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.”

for them and set up a campsite next

them, or even share the

look for me. You take care of

situation for them to come into contact with

serve them like I am serving you, young

bring me

he suddenly

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

will be on my way,

for your benevolence,

“It was nothing.”

his face. He then immediately headed back to his carriage without looking anywhere else. Of course,

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

“Yes, young master.”

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

Click.

with a loud click. This made everyone 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,

kittens greeted Cale

seen those two

I was

been watching everything through the window, slowly approached Cale and sat down next to him before starting to talk to each other. They weren’t looking at Cale nor even talking to him, but it was clear

the witty

“Pretend not to know.”

“Like the dragon?”

“Yes.”

kittens nodded their heads to show their understanding. Cale watched them nod, before crossing

‘The Healing Star.’

name of the ancient power he wrote about in the letter to Cage and Taylor.

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

Magic bombs across the capital and in the plaza

kingdom considered him a hero, but

secret organization installed bombs on some people during

the bombs and helped with their escape. At that time, there was an old

Han extremely upset. Watching the old man’s hurt body, the crown prince thought about, ‘The Healing Star.’ That was how the

man. Instead, he consoled Choi Han, who was feeling responsible

‘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 Han or Rosalyn

little brother dragon

his head at

it is like this, I might as well use the dragon for my benefit

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

Choi Han had found in the novel, but he was not sure about the location of the remaining 5 magic bombs that ended up going

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

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

well make it

to make the dragon do

needed to be completed

night. He was doing his best to not interact with Taylor and crew. That was why he could not understand this odd, and

What is going

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

fine, they just went along with

did you finally wake

peeked toward Taylor and Cage, before

master Taylor has

“Wrong idea?”

boar, as well as Taylor on the wheelchair, and Cage pushing Taylor’s wheelchair behind him. He approached

“What is going on?”

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

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

master Cale. I’m

utter

had an apologetic smile on his face as he

my movements

could then hear the priestess Cage

is it possible? There is someone who can avoid my

would someone at your level detect a

out what was going

priestess Cage or anyone else. That strength and stealthiness was something only an expert would have. Next

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

Cale. This

“Beacrox.”

called out to

someone like that pay attention

“Yes, young master?”

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

we’ll be

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

was staring at Cale with

“… Once again?”

his head

our party who delivers

“…Who is it?”

Cale snorted before responding.

so you will not be

campsite moving up and down and shook his head. Cale shaking his head made both Taylor and Cage turn red from

seems we had

cook, so please have some steak before you