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 that

of the burnt and destroyed buildings as he headed to the residence Billos had prepared for him. He started to speak to Billos once he got to his

“You prepared quite well.”

with the Flynn Merchant Guild crest, as well as all of

shrugged his shoulders as Cale asked one

to do it quietly without others

“Isn’t that only natural?”

responded back after seeing the greedy gaze in Billos’s

knew I liked

as well, young

couch as

“Victory?”

nodded his head with a sincere

was as you

“I see.”

non-mage faction had been victorious. Cale had arrived right

one thing that signaled the

The destroyed Magic Tower.

final fortress signaled the end of the Civil War. Of course, there were still things to

faction was wilder than I

as

not afraid of death and like they are only focused

before the Civil War compared to the current situation. These two periods of time were the best time for

seen much more than

the citizens with magic resistance showed up in large numbers or took the

mage faction and the non-mage faction was this,

slowly born 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

in large numbers during this generation, which ended up becoming an advantage for the non-mage

this as a sign from nature that they were to kill those arrogant

Toonka, the one in charge of

was just silently

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

Sigh.

out a sigh as

couldn’t even sleep properly that night. Just thinking about Toonka and his direct subordinates still

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

must have been

nodded his head

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

did not say that that was

that is not enough in the

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

“But, young master-nim.”

“What is it?”

to smile as he asked Cale a question. Cale’s response felt cold, but Billos did not

we

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

filled Billos with anticipation. Cale then started

“To meet Toonka.”

“...Excuse me? Who?”

The fact that he had not been able to sleep properly

to speak while looking at the confused expression that he had seen for the first time

to the

“What?”

Cale had selected this very small port. It was the closest port to the Magic Tower, one out of the battle areas, and one where many

leisurely continued to speak to Billos, who had a blank expression on his face but seemed to be thinking about a lot

“Just trust me.”

up and heading over to the cabinet in order to take out a bottle of alcohol. He then started to chug

trust