Trash of the Count's Family

Anybody would think that this was a normal noble young master travelling alongside his servant and his guard.

‘No. It was originally that kind of combination.’

Cale recalled this fact that he had forgotten about and smiled gently toward the blonde man.

However, things did not go as he had expected.

‘What the?’

The man became even warier of Cale.

His pupils were shaking quite a bit while looking at Ron. The man stared at Ron’s left arm.

Ron’s left arm was the arm made by the necromancer, Mary.

Although it was not visible because Ron usually wore a long sleeve shirt and black gloves, the blonde man was still staring at that covered left arm.

His expression was full of uncertainty, wariness, and chaos.

It was as if he knew that the arm was fake and made of the darkness attribute.

Just looking at it was enough for this man to realize that it had the darkness affinity.

‘…Oh?’

Cale had a suspicion.

His gaze headed over to the blonde man and the blonde woman. They looked different, but oddly similar at the same time, as if they were siblings.

He suddenly thought of something.

‘Magic Bomb.’

And one more thing.

‘The Church of the Sun God.’

And finally.

‘The Saint and the Holy Maiden.’

‘…Damn it, really?’

Why did he have to have such a suspicion?

Cale made up his mind.

‘Let’s pretend not to know anything and just be civil.’

However, that feeling did not seem to be shared by the other party.

“I will not be t, tricked!”

The blonde man went over and hugged the blonde sword master while staring at Cale’s group, specifically, Ron. However, his innocent eyes that looked like one of a young horse that was drench in the rain, just seemed pitiful rather than intimidating.

“I am not sure what you are talking about. We are not tricking you about anything. We just happen to be passing by.”

Ron, who had his usual smile as he slowly approached the blonde man, seemed like the typical villain to Cale.

“D, don’t come here!”

The blonde man seemed to be unable to hear anything as he picked up the woman and slowly started to move backward.

“Ugh.”

‘Ah!”

The unconscious woman let out a moan. The blonde man stopped moving backward and quickly put the woman back down onto the ground.

The gaze of the man who was looking over the woman seemed to be full of anger and resentment as he started to shout.

“You evil beings! First you throw dead mana bombs, and now you’ve even contacted a necromancer?”

‘Hmm? He seems to have the wrong idea.’

Cale realized that this person, whom he suspected to be the Saint, had the wrong idea.

Tap. Tap.

Cale lowered his head after On tapped on his arm to see On looking at him with a gaze that seemed to be asking if they needed to take care of this.

‘Don’t we need to take care of this?’

‘No, not yet.’

However, Cale shook his head.

His intuition was telling him to hold on.

Usually in these situations, the side with the wrong idea tended to spew out useful information.

Furthermore, there was something that he needed to figure out.

‘Dead mana bombs?’

Was it possible to make bombs with dead mana?

Cale thought that the secret organization may have made such a bomb and needed more information. That was why he did not do anything and just observed the situation.

And Ron was moving exactly as Cale wanted him to.

Ron was smiling gently as he deliberately took another step toward the man.

“I really don’t know what you are talking about sir. You seem to have the wrong idea about us.”

Ron’s action of showing that he was innocent made the man start to shout with a gaze that seemed to be saying he would not be tricked again. His voice sounded like someone who had accepted the fact that they may die soon.

“I will protect Hannah now! How could you do such terrible things in the name of the Empire?”

‘…What?’

“The Sun God’s mace will not let you off!”

Veins were popping out on his forehead as he continued to shout.

“The Sun will know of our grudge!”

‘What the? What is this punk talking about?’

Cale’s mind became a bit chaotic. However, the blonde man seemed to have gotten past his fear as he continued to shout without stopping.

looked innocent, his voice

just be the half with

Cale had to cut the

“Hold on.”

not stop, even if you try to

“Hey, hold on!”

made the blonde

he let out a strong aura. The pressure from the aura made the blonde man freeze

Shaaaaaaaaaa-

quiet in the cave, other than the sound of the rain. Cale could

is a product of

blondes were currently being chased by the

must have noticed this as he

good chance that the black marks on her body

‘…This is bad.’

never expected that the Empire would have developed something like a dead mana bomb. The novel had not discussed

“Young master-nim.”

toward the blonde man. The man flinched at Cale’s gaze, but bit

will not give

as the red-haired man slowly approached him. He had not felt

not just the aura of a strong person, but that of a

Squeak. Squeak.

as he approached the blonde man. The blonde man could see that the red-haired man was

‘No.’

blonde man had always been baggage for his younger sister, had ended up being used by the Church, and was now being chased by the Empire

approached him and looked down at him. That gaze made the blonde

injured by the

“…What?!”

shout and say,

an item

prevent the dead mana from spreading. But

lost everything, this highest-grade potion was what

the real

Saint of the Church of the Sun God, could not use his healing abilities on his dying younger sister. The power of the Sun would burn the darkness. Using healing on his sister would lead to his sister being purified along with the darkness

smiling gently. The red-haired man then pointed to the person

as our servant had been injured by dead mana

he asked. Ron answered without even having

body were injured severely. We barely managed to

‘Fix it?’

pretended not to notice as he continued to take out

had a ton of these highest-grade potions. Raon had packed his bag full of them, to the point that it was

only took out ten of them before putting on an awkward smile as he looked back

I have on me. Oh, these are potions were made by the Roan Kingdom’s Church of the God of Death.

pupils started to

man who had that genuine smile on his

the

the potion that was handed to him with the cap

had often said this to

at all. Stop being like that. I guess that

to save his younger

could hear the red-haired man continuing to

name is Cale Henituse,

a small badge with the golden turtle

“…Cale Henituse?”

“Yes.”

a gentle, yet

to do this so that this man, as well as the woman who would wake up later, would think of him as a noble who happened to be passing by, and not the man who

young master as he looked at the man he suspected

“You were Sir Cale!”

‘Hmm?’

reaction was not what Cale had

red hair! Now I understand why you came to

Grab.

grabbed both the potion and

started to

“…Do I know you?”

“Ah, you see.”

man put on an innocent smile. Cale wondered

told me about you. They said that you helped the

“I did do that.”

of the, ‘Path of No Return.’ Cale had bypassed the village to come straight to the forest

shared the story about young master Cale Henituse whenever a traveler arrives in time. I happened to overhear it when I

hiding out around the

wise and charismatic noble who

“…That’s quite the praise.”

did not fit Cale at

and the Vice Captain to take care of as he headed over to deal with the fire in the jungle.

the man in front of him right

down a bit, as he started to blab on with a

Litana-nim always brought you up whenever she talked about a

“…Who?”

he talking about? Why does the

“Ah, that.”

man seemed to have realized his mistake as he put on an awkward expression

an conversation with her when we went to

like they just had a simple

quickly continued

your

How could he say such an obvious

sigh and nodded his

us heal her

“Ah, yes.”

“Ron, help him.”

“Yes, young master-nim.”

Saint flinched when Ron approached, but he bowed his head after

of them

I will step outside for a moment. Choi

“…Yes, Cale-nim.”

to the entrance of

there and protect

“…Yes, Cale-nim.”

answer and seeing the increased level of trust in the Saint’s eyes, Cale wondered how this extremely trusting Saint would continue to live

a wild

“Yes sir, I understand.”

Cale walked by Choi

your eye

understand, as he nodded his head with a

Cale-nim. I. Will. Do. My. Best. To. Guard.

and headed out of the cave. The rain

"Beacrox.”

“Yes sir.”