Trash of the Count's Family

“I somehow ended up like this.”

Ron’s benign smile was the same as always. However, his face was pale and full of small injuries. The rotting smell also got stronger as Cale got closer.

His left arm, starting from the shoulder area, was missing.

“Hans.”

“Yes sir.”

“Get out.”

“Excuse me?”

Cale looked at Hans, as well as the estate’s staff and his father’ subordinate, before clarifying.

“Everybody except Beacrox and Choi Han, get out.”

Hans hesitated for a moment, but quickly took everyone out of the room after seeing the expression on Cale’s face. Even On and Hong slowly moved back after seeing Cale’s gaze.

Meeeeow.

Meow.

The baby kittens On and Hong looked at Ron multiple times with anxious expressions before heading out of the bedroom.

The bedroom looked much bigger after those people left.

“Do you have enough strength to speak?”

Cale’s calm question floated toward Ron. Ron had a gentle smile on his face and did not seem to be hurting at all.

“Yes, young master-nim.”

“Then explain. How did you return like this when you went to hunt some foxes.”

Ron turned away from Cale and looked toward his son, Beacrox. Beacrox was on his knees by the bed, looking toward Ron’s empty shoulder.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have come back.’

But this was the only place that came to his mind. If he was going to die, he wanted to see his son and a couple other people one last time.

“I came across from the Eastern Continent. It was when Beacrox was very young.”

Ron started his story. He needed someone who would take care of his son.

“As you already know, I am an assassin. The Eastern Continent’s underworld has five famous assassin families. One of them was our family, the Molan family, and I was groomed to become the next head of household.”

“Father.”

Beacrox called out to Ron.

“Our family was destroyed by an organization called, ‘Arm.’ Everybody else died while I managed to avoid them and escape over to Western Continent with my son. I had been hiding my identity in order to survive.”

Sigh.

Ron let out a deep sigh. His face was very pale.

“It was because, although this organization called Arm rules the underworld, they were just a low-ranking organization. The core of their operation was elsewhere. I felt fear from the strength of this organization that was beyond what I could even fathom. That was why I have been living as a lowly servant.” [1]

Ron started to frown.

“But I caught onto their scent for the first time in tens of years.”

Beacrox flinched. Ron’s gaze headed past Cale to Choi Han who was standing there with a look of disbelief. The scent of Arm was on this twisted yet good bastard.

“Choi Han had the scent of, ‘Arm,’ on him when he first came to our castle.”

That was the reason Ron and Beacrox had attacked Choi Han when he first came over from Harris Village. He had the scent of, ‘Arm,’ on him.

Choi Han’s pupils started to shake.

“…Then the assassins I killed in Harris Village?”

“Yes, there is a good chance they were from Arm.”

Choi Han looked toward Cale as Ron continued to speak.

“I was able to figure out that they were stretching their reaches to the Western Continent when I went and investigated in the capital. It was more like a dog walking into a Tiger’s Den than hunting foxes.”

Ron wondered what gave him the confidence to go attack them, but knew that he would have done the same thing if he had the choice again. He needed to know what they were planning to do.

“While I was looking around, I ran into one of Arm’s attack squads and figured out what they were doing.”

He managed to get a bit of information after destroying that attack squad.

“However, I then somehow ended up losing my left arm and barely managed to escape with my life.” [2]

Ron had a bitter smile on his face. He was a mess. For someone who practiced a double daggers style that used both hands, this was a severe hit to his strength.

At that moment, Cale, who had been listening quietly, started to speak.

were not able to determine the identity of this organization

“Unfortunately, no.”

was not any closer to that

“Ron.”

had increased while they were apart. He

off

to be cutting the arms of

and looked

“Crazy bastard.”

coming out of Cale’s

probably the secret organization that Cale knew about. This was the organization responsible for the attack on Harris Village, the ones

knew the person who cut off Ron’s arm

led

chance it was the blood

eye thanks to Choi Han. Cale didn’t know how Redika was able to cast magic with one hand and cut off people’s arms, but there was a good chance that it was

something like

stood there with his fists clenched. However, there was something else Cale needed to verify. Ron was strong and his

is this

out the identity of this rotting smell that was filling

the smell of

That smile made Cale frustrated and he immediately walked over and

“Ah.”

Han let out a gasp and Beacrox started to

was hit

to poison. There was a slimy fluid

Cale had seen

“Mermaid poison.”

Ron looked toward Cale.

who were

as he came to that revelation.

honest, he

involved when the Whales first told him about the Forest of Darkness. It only made his suspicions stronger when they found that the ingredients from the Forest of Darkness had made the mermaids

chose not to think about

it

involved with them. If he somehow ended up finding out their identity, he needed to tell Choi Han. That would complicate things

go. It had nothing to do

“Damn bastards.”

them run wild

this assassin Ron. However, seeing him like this

was

Han could not say anything after seeing this angry expression on Cale’s face. They

“Is it the ocean?”

“It is an island.”

many islands between the Western and

“Choi Han.”

“Yes sir.”

arm. It was because he was feeling guilty. He felt that the reason that the blood-crazy mage Redika had done this was because

“What are you doing?”

gaze away after hearing Cale’s voice. Cale then continued

about useless things and

Cale had realized what he was thinking and bit down

need to go bring

grab the blueprint for the

anger. He

left faster than ever

was confused that Cale was suddenly

“Young master-nim?”

as he

me as well.

then started to

an assassin come back

“I am still alive.”

of Ron’s messages to

still alive. You are alive as well, right, young

let out

yours is still alive at least.

“…Yes sir.”

any energy. Cale put

up and go repack our bags.

words made Beacrox quickly turn his head around and look at

least get rid of the mermaid

no known cure. Beacrox, who specialized in torture and assassinations,

his son. He returned home, to his second hometown, to see his son one

many poisons as well as the highest-grade potions from Count Deruth that were preventing his flesh from drying up and the poison from

him to have some strength while feeling no pain. It was only possible because the Henituse family was

a way

prim and proper man, stuttered. Cale

“Move quickly.”

figure out in the novel,

Your father still has

it did not feel

his words, Cale’s expression was stiffer

‘Damn it.’