Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 106: Forgot About It (3)

‘A former knight, an archer, and an assassin?’

‘Maybe I can just create my own camouflaged fighting brigade.’

How shocked would the enemy be if a Flying Skeletons Brigade and a group of cooks, artists, and sculptors, who are actually experts, showed up to fight them?

Cale slowly started to smile.

“They are all above average in ability?”

“Yes. All three of them are at about Vice Captain Hilsman-nim’s level.”

Human, why are you smiling like that? Is there something fun? Tell me, tell me!

Raon asked, but Cale did not answer. Instead, he looked toward Ron. Choi Han was dull when it came to things like this, but Ron was not. Ron started to smile as soon as they made eye contact.

“Young master-nim, isn’t this territory a better place to live than you expected?”

“Seems that way.”

Count Deruth was currently in the process of fortifying the castle wall ever since Cale told him about the Northern Alliance. It was a large-scale construction using Mueller’s blueprints.

Furthermore, his father was busy increasing the number of soldiers, as well as their skill level. Of course, he was not taxing the citizens of the territory to do that. If he was, would they all come here to celebrate like this?

Count Deruth was putting his own money to work. However, it did not seem like it was enough yet.

“Very good.”

Cale leaned his body into the very soft couch. He was in a position that would make it easy for him to fall asleep, however, such a position was fitting for Cale.

“Yes. That man over there is the archer.”

The art competition was currently underway. It was more like an event than a competition though.

The artwork went through a first round of judging before the second round was conducted in public to determine the winner. The qualifiers from the first round were showing off their artwork of the Stone Mountain and quarry behind the Henituse Castle.

There would be a winner from this event.

Cale turned his gaze to the archer artist that Choi Han had pointed out.

The short-haired man with a long beard jumped up and started to swing his brush in the form of an X on the easel.

“Not this! Why am I so terrible? How could I call such trash art?! My hands are crazy!”

The paint flew everywhere as the man clenched his hair.

“I am trash! Art is not something like this!”

Cale started to think while looking at the painting.

‘But it is really good.’

Cale looked toward Choi Han, who avoided his gaze. Choi Han could not make eye contact, but still started to speak.

“He is quite sensitive. He has been in the territory for the shortest amount of time, at only 3 months. They say that he built a house next to the white tree at the top of the slums, saying that it is the source of his inspiration.”

‘What is the source of his inspiration?’

Cale looked down to see On and Hong meowing in laughter.

The Man-Eating Tree located in the slums where Cale had earned his first ancient power, the, ‘Indestructible Shield.’ That tree had turned white with blue leaves thanks to Cale.

“This, this isn’t it! I can’t show this trash to people!”

Cale started to speak to Ron.

“Let’s pass on that guy.”

The White Tree in the slums reacted to Cale because he was the owner of the Indestructible Shield. So, what if the tree was to react to Cale when he went to visit that archer?

‘I may end up becoming his muse.’

He had a bad feeling that something like that would definitely happen.

“What about the sculptor? Will they come to the preliminaries tomorrow?”

“No, Cale-nim.”

“Then?”

“They did not make it through.”

Mm. Choi Han contemplated for a moment before continuing on.

“They came in last place. They seem to have no talent for sculpting.”

“But they are skilled in assassination.”

Ron interjected and asked Cale.

“Young master-nim, should I reserve a restaurant?”

“Yes.”

Cale debated whether he should go see the chef first as he leisurely watched the art competition. Of course, it didn’t need to be said that he sighed at the artist archer who called himself trash before running out of the area.

“Orabuni.”

Lily’s pupils were shaking. Cale just ignored this and entered the restaurant called, ‘A Place of Warmth.’

“Welcome young master Cale.”

The son of the territory’s lord had visited. It was only natural that the chef came out to respectfully greet him.

The old man in his seventies was fit, but the years had definitely taken a toll on his body. Cale was shocked when he had learned about this old man, but did not find it to be weird.

“I will guide you to your reserved room.”

The restaurants in front of the castle frequently prepared a separate room for when the staff at the castle brought guests over. Cale made eye contact with the old man, who could see Cale quietly looking directly at him.

Lily seemed very nervous as she looked back and forth between the chef and Cale.

Finally, Cale reached his hand out to the chef.

“It is my honor to meet my mother’s teacher.”

“What?”

she looked at the

are mother’s

started to roll her eyes around the room while trying to

secret from the

Violan had known about her master a long time

meet

quiet as he observed Cale, before starting

deserve to be called the Countess’s teacher. You

former captain of a

recalled what Ron had reported about

in this territory for more than 15 years

fallen noble family. She had arrived at the Henituse territory to trade for

who was responsible for keeping her group safe during

cruel world of merchants, he gave up his life as a Knight and turned into a

Countess’s sword instructor when she

able to handle the sword, like most nobles. Violan was not

that it was his dream to be a chef when

it had happened more than fifteen years ago. Apparently, his father had

that the food here is wonderful. I came with high

softly while Edro

trash worse than this

that he needed to teach a bastard like Cale some tough love after seeing Cale drinking and causing a ruckus. He was

be up

answered before guiding Cale

enjoy the meal with

in the same room while the rest of the group was in a different room. This was so that Raon, On,

“I will serve you.”

at that fact, but shocked even more at the fact that Ron’s skill level

“You sly bastard.”

Hyung-nim, you are the

sitting in the room and slowly closed the door. He needed to go

that moment, Edro could hear what Cale was saying

talented swordsman. Learn

Edro looked toward Ron.

young master is all

could see Cale looking at him past Edro’s shoulder as Edro was closing the door. Cale did grow up well. He grew up

Click.

noise and Ron started to say the things that were prepared

also because he wanted to meet the person who used to serve the Countess. We did not inform the Countess of our visit, so please keep it

something extra from what Cale had told him

master-nim seems to want to learn

for his liege and student, started to think deeply. He could

you will become

orabuni. I will become the Guardian Knight

Ahem.

kitchen. Ron followed behind him while recalling what Cale had told him to

difficult for him to be in the frontlines due to his age, but having someone like him step up is bound

grown up very smart and sly. Of course, Ron liked it

set the bait for

dinner, it was time for

last person, since they decided to forget about

are a lot of people even though

shining brightly in the dark makes my

invisible Raon, and Choi Han, who was holding

people as Cale quietly walked

have 10 silver coins! Buy me that chicken skewer!

sigh and turned around. Deputy butler Hans was chasing after

“Hans.”

“Yes sir!”

chicken skewers as

yes sir! I will go buy some chicken skewers

that they were going to eat

stopped walking in front of one of the many

“W, welcome!”

jumped up and

‘This is serious.’

sculptures. He looked at the

who they

Young master-nim, for an assassin, half of it lies

one of the

“Is this a devil?”

forties, had a mild presence that was more like your

were quite

all seemed cold and eerie. It

it is a flower. It is

‘… Forsythia?’

this is

as he picked up the sculpture. Cale thought it was a

a forsythia. I want

“R, really?”

I want to gift this to

whatever came to mind. This process

you really want to give it to me, I will even

this one,

is a lovely

give me

like the

“Thank you very much!”

are

and continued to

“They are my style.”

such praise before. I

of admiration. Cale was sure about one thing

really is

think she was a sculptor who had no talent but loved to sculpt and be touched by her

recalled what Ron

amazing that she was not noticed until

is one

or

results of their investigation revealed

a sculptor here for the past three years. Ron said that he had never seen her before and that, even when

him. He took out some money from his

I do not

sculptor did not know what to do

for all the toil you went

the first to recognize my

hood while looking at the touched middle-aged woman. Cale Henituse, the

“Huh? Y, young master-nim!”