Trash of the Count's Family

“Give what a try?”

Deruth asked, even though he already knew the answer. Cale was naturally aware of this.

“Father, what are you afraid of?”

Deruth could not answer the sudden question. However, his son responded after a moment.

“I am afraid that we will get hurt.”

Deruth’s eyes became cloudy. It was the same. The thing he feared was the same as his son. No matter how selfish it may be, Deruth was scared that his territory and his family would get hurt.

“I’m sure that you are aware of how the Western Continent’s state of affairs is ready to blow up.”

There was no way that the noble who suddenly started to reinforce the castle walls and invested in a naval base would not know.

The Henituse territory did not get involved in any wars until the end of volume 5. However, there was no guarantee that it would remain that way.

“I will only tell you this. The reason that the crown prince sent me to the Whipper Kingdom is related to something.”

Cale deliberately said it this way because doing so would prevent Deruth from asking Cale more about it. He would not question something from the crown prince.

Cale said one word to Deruth.

“Northerners.”

Deruth and Mueller both flinched and looked toward Cale.

“The Northerners have created an alliance.”

“What?!”

Count Deruth started to frown.

Cale understood Deruth’s reaction. This was important to the Western Continent’s state of affairs.

There were three kingdoms in the North.

The Paerun Kingdom was located farthest North. The Guardian Knight of the Paerun Kingdom wanted to lead his Knights brigade to the fertile lands of the South.

Deruth rubbed his face and sighed as he started to mumble.

“…It is not the Whipper Kingdom or the Mogoru Empire?”

Cale was internally full of admiration. Although their territory was located in the corner, Deruth was aware of the Whipper Kingdom, as well as the Mogoru Empire’s desire to become the control tower.

Why would the Empire want to be the control tower? That was because the East and the North were changing.

“Cale, how are the Northerners going to cross the gorge? There is also the Forest of Darkness.”

Of the 5 Forbidden Regions, there was just one that was not a complete mystery. However, the shape of that area made moving large numbers of people, ‘almost impossible,’ making people add it to the list of Forbidden Regions.

The Gorge of Death.

As the name indicates, this gorge, that was the most dangerous in the continent, became the dividing line between the North and the Central regions of the continent. At the end of that line was the Forest of Darkness. That was why it was difficult for the North to come down to the Central region.

However, Cale, the Empire, and even crown prince Alberu knew about a different method.

“Father, there are more ways than just the ground.”

At that moment, he heard a voice.

“…Ship?”

It was Mueller. The Dwarf and Rat half-breed quickly took off his backpack with a pale expression. There were two rolls of paper sticking out of the backpack.

One was the blueprint for the castle, the other was of the ship.

Cale nodded his head at the chaotic thirty-year-old who was looking back and forth between Cale and the paper.

“Yes. Ship is an option.”

Sigh.

Deruth let out a deep sigh and sat down on his office couch. Cale went over to sit down on the opposite side.

‘But a ship is not the only method.’

There was something Cale knew about that neither his father nor the crown prince knew about.

Why would the other two kingdoms ally with the Paerun Kingdom? The Guardian Knight of the frozen kingdom that emphasized one’s skill in martial arts had brought to reality something from the legends.

A Wyvern Knight Brigade.

a way to

them a method to cross through both the Gorge of Death and the Forest of Darkness without any issues. Other than a long-distance

had been at this for five years already. It would all come to fruition in less

Cale have agreed to help the Ubarr territory build a naval

not far away. Around that time, a future that

worried because this

was the type of story where an egg would suddenly turn into a chicken when you turn

needed to prepare in order

“Cale.”

“Yes, father.”

a long

your statements are

the novel, but it was not something any average noble could know about. Even

it as quickly as possible. If your father does not have what it takes to find any information out, I will

got up and headed

there is something I’ve come to

gathered money for generations. Of course, they spent money as well, but it was minimal compared to the money they gathered. It was to the point that Count Deruth has never thought that he has

his findings with

a place to use your

made by money prior to war will

contact you

is

to his son, who casually responded and headed toward

“Cale.”

“Yes, father.”

the conversation he had with Basen as Cale

thought about the

“Not at all.”

second of hesitation. Deruth started to laugh after hearing Cale

no need

“Yes, father.”

the future, he was planning on saying he declines the position. Most importantly, there was no need to think about it since

he will not do anything to worry

will be great for our

fit for

Go get

happy before smiling

“Excuse me, young master-nim.”

“What is it?”

looked around

are building the castle and ship because of

“Yes. For that reason.”

need

safely avoid the war. He did not want to fight. They called life a continuous

you are building a

put

was a

will live to get

safe place to

around the kittens

Deruth had a look

find any information

being able to gather information even with money meant that it was precious information

have a ton of

only so much you could save. Deruth started to speak to his son as if he had expected this to

let’s give

the side. Deruth had not called just Cale over. Although their youngest sibling Lily was still too young to get involved in the dealings of

will work hard

and

planning on retiring to a

I want to live working for our family

who only cared about living for himself,

a secret document with the Golden Turtle crest was delivered to the necessary parties. A plan that would take a minimum of one year and a maximum of two years was

observing the starting point for that

he really half Dwarf

“Ahem, yes I am.”

let out a fake cough as

Your dexterity must

the Rat tribe and the Dwarves technical

to see