Trash of the Count's Family

Cale patted Billos’s shoulder. BIlos’s eyes filled with anticipation as Cale started to speak.

“So work hard if you need some treasure.”

It was an indifferent command, but Billos still responded with excitement.

“As hard as you need me to work, hehe.”

Cale shook his head after seeing that Billos was clearly excited. He knew that there was a lot going on BIllos’s mind, but that Billos was putting up this front.

‘Since I didn’t explain it thoroughly.’

All he had told Billos was two words.

Magic Device. Billos had heard only those two words. Cale observed Billos leaving to work before turning to look at a certain person.

He was looking at the person who needed to be the most cautious in the Whipper Kingdom.

Rosalyn.

The mage needed to be careful if she did not want to get hurt or even killed. Cale found her standing on the deck and approached her. It was so that he could warn her.

“...Miss Rosalyn.”

But there was no need to do that. Cale stopped to think about what to say.

“What is it, young master Cale?”

Cale had to ask after hearing the calm in her voice.

“Is that a club in your hand?”

The club in Rosalyn’s hand was causing strong gusts of wind as she swung it around. She looked like she was used to this. He could also see a light leather armor underneath her robe as she refreshingly answered Cale’s question.

“It is indeed a club. Whether it is a magic staff or a club, they’re all the same when you use it to hit something.”

“You are very wise.”

Cale was honestly in admiration as he gave her a thumbs up. There was no need for him to warn her about moving around the Whipper Kingdom as a mage.

“Wise? I just wanted to make sure things didn’t become difficult for everyone else because of me. I may not look like it, but I learned a variety of basic martial arts when I was young.”

Tap. Tap.

Rosalyn lightly tapped her other palm with the club. As part of the royal family, especially as the eldest child in line for the throne, she had learned self-defense, as well as some other basic martial arts.

Her gaze suddenly became chilly.

“I also wanted to take a look at this place with my own eyes.”

Cale started to smile. Rosalyn, the liege in charge of the new Magic Tower in the future, was a very just person like Choi Han. That was why she was able to grow together with her party members. However, she also had a definite goal as well as a cold rationality. The Whipper Kingdom would give her some complicated feelings, as well as an opportunity to learn.

Cale followed Rosalyn’s gaze to look toward the port.

This was the least destroyed port in the Whipper Kingdom because it was the smallest one and because the regular citizens used it quite frequently. However, there were not many ships going in and out of the port, and the faces of the people getting off of the few ships arriving were very gloomy. However, the faces of the people living here were bright.

‘Many of the citizens who were treated like slaves at the Magic Tower live here.’

Cale could see pillars of black smoke in the distance. Civil Wars always left behind destruction in their paths.

“Young master-nim, we can move now. The carriage is prepared.”

“Great.”

Cale nodded at Billos’s statement and got off the ship. He started to speak after taking his first step into the Whipper Kingdom.

smell

headed to the residence Billos had prepared for him. He started to speak

“You prepared quite well.”

Billos, who had prepared the quietest residence by the port, a carriage with the Flynn Merchant Guild crest, as well as all of the other

shrugged his shoulders as Cale asked

you make sure to do it quietly without others knowing about

“Isn’t that only natural?”

seeing the greedy gaze in Billos’s

I

as well,

couch as

“Victory?”

his head with a sincere

It was as you explained,

“I see.”

as expected, the non-mage faction had been victorious. Cale had arrived right on time for

only one thing that signaled the end of the Civil

The destroyed Magic Tower.

the Civil War. Of course,

non-mage faction was wilder than I had

to frown as he described the Civil

death and like

tried to recall how it looked before the Civil War compared to the current situation. These two periods of time were the best time for

had seen

magic resistance

in the battle between the mage faction and the non-mage faction was

through the generations, and the fact that there were only a few of them, as well as the fact that they could not learn any magic, made their lives difficult

during

sign from nature that they were to kill those arrogant mages

the person named Toonka, the one in charge of

was just silently

distance and he was pulling a mage’s neck off with his bare hands. You don’t

Sigh.

out a sigh

properly that night. Just thinking about Toonka and his direct subordinates still makes me feel

up his mind to absolutely avoid those people. It didn’t feel like he

have been very

his head at Cale’s short

mages who were torn to shreds while they were still alive are hanging outside

say

that is not enough

was making money off of the Civil War, he was not in the position to say either

“But, young master-nim.”

“What is it?”

Cale a question. Cale’s response

we headed

their destination, as well as what the treasure was. He could see Cale, who had been quietly listening to everything

Billos with anticipation. Cale

“To meet Toonka.”

“...Excuse me? Who?”

The fact that he had not been able to sleep

that he had seen for the first

to the Magic

“What?”

to the Magic Tower, one out of the

had a blank expression on his face but seemed to be thinking about a

“Just trust me.”

the cabinet in order to take out a bottle of alcohol. He then started to chug it and only stopped after emptying about

trust