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.”

them and set up a campsite

eat with them, or even share the

look for me.

a situation for them to come into contact with one another. Of course,

serve them like

bring me some

did he suddenly

passionate Hans, and slightly

I will be on my

for your benevolence, young

“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 Vice

only have one knight. Vice Captain, you take care

“Yes, young master.”

the carriage. It was regarding guard duty at night. Cale verified the knight’s expression turning

Click.

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

kittens greeted Cale inside

seen those two

was

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

the witty kittens’

“Pretend not to know.”

“Like the dragon?”

“Yes.”

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

‘The Healing Star.’

wrote about in the letter to Cage and Taylor. The reason Cale came

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

arrives. Magic bombs across the

such that the kingdom considered him a hero, but Choi Han himself thought about the lives of the victims of the bombs,

the secret organization installed bombs on some

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

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

Choi

‘It is only normal.’

prince made the wrong decision. Who can judge him for wanting to use his power for himself? Of course, Choi Han or Rosalyn would have used it for the old

the way, is little brother dragon still following

his head at Hong’s

I might as well use the dragon

original plan was to save him and then 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 found in the novel, but he was not sure about the location

by using Rosalyn’s genius-level mana

that was worlds better than Rosalyn at detecting

make

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

be completed at the capital, went out to verify the boar before

his best to not interact with Taylor and crew. That was why he

is going

the rest of the Cale’s group,

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

did

slowly peeked toward Taylor and

see, I think young master Taylor has gotten the wrong

“Wrong idea?”

behind him. He approached the dead boar and stood next to the wheelchair

“What is going on?”

enormous. It was larger than a tiger, the type of boar

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

Cale. I’m

utter nonsense was

an apologetic smile on his face as he turned away from the

my movements

then hear the priestess Cage

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

at your

out what

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

large knife. Cale looked back at Taylor, who was looking at

Cale. This

“Beacrox.”

called out to

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

“Yes, young master?”

with his kitchen knife prepared, responded with excitement on his

like we’ll be eating steak

we will get

who was staring at Cale with

“… Once again?”

his head and

our party

“…Who is it?”

Cale snorted before responding.

shy so you will not be able to

from the campsite moving up and down and shook his head. Cale shaking his head made both

see. It seems we had

your fault. Beacrox is an excellent cook, so please have some steak before you