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.

his voice was as

may just be the half with the healing

the end, Cale had to cut the man

“Hold on.”

you try to prevent me from

“Hey, hold on!”

strong voice made the blonde man shut up for a

red-haired man seemed to be annoyed as he let out a strong aura. The pressure from

Shaaaaaaaaaa-

could finally start to sort

mana bomb is a product of the

currently being chased

noticed this as he hurriedly hugged the woman,

a good chance that the black marks on her body were

‘…This is bad.’

something like a dead mana bomb. The novel had

“Young master-nim.”

blonde man. The man flinched at Cale’s gaze, but bit down on his lips and started

I will

man slowly approached him.

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

Squeak. Squeak.

man. The blonde man could

‘No.’

ended up being used by the

made the blonde man get the chills. The red-haired man, Cale,

she injured by the poison

“…What?!”

to shout and say,

an item to

be able to prevent the dead

this highest-grade potion was what

the

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.

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

servant had been injured by dead mana before.

asked. Ron answered without even having a change in

were injured severely. We barely

‘Fix it?’

face turned odd, but Cale pretended not to notice as

packed his bag full of them,

Cale only took out ten of them before putting on an awkward

by the Roan Kingdom’s Church of

pupils started to

long time. The red-haired man who had that genuine smile on

the

Saint quietly stared at the potion that was

had often said this to

at all. Stop being like that. I guess that is one of

save his

could hear

the way, my name is Cale

could see a small badge with the golden

“…Cale Henituse?”

“Yes.”

a

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 was

be a clueless noble young master as he looked

“You were Sir Cale!”

‘Hmm?’

man’s reaction was not what

understand why you

Grab.

man grabbed both the potion

started to pull

“…Do I know you?”

“Ah, you see.”

put on an innocent smile. Cale wondered how

you. They said that you helped the villagers get closure and taught them about

“I did do that.”

Return.’ Cale had bypassed the village to come straight to the

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

he was hiding out around the village and happened to

and charismatic noble who had

“…That’s quite the praise.”

of description did not fit

of as he headed over to deal with the fire in the jungle. He now seriously wondered how the two of

had to focus on the man in front

man seemed to have calmed down a bit, as he started to blab on

always brought you up

“…Who?”

hell is he talking about? Why does the Saint

“Ah, that.”

mistake as he put on an awkward expression and started to make

Jungle. We had an conversation with her when we went to the

sound like they just

Saint quickly

younger sister and I are just your average people.

say such

back his sigh and nodded his

Let us heal

“Ah, yes.”

“Ron, help him.”

“Yes, young master-nim.”

when Ron approached, but he bowed his head after seeing Ron carefully taking out a

the two of them before

I will step outside for

“…Yes, Cale-nim.”

the entrance

there and protect

“…Yes, Cale-nim.”

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

It would be bad if a wild animal or monster showed up while they are tending to the

“Yes sir, I understand.”

like a trustworthy guard and followed behind Cale. Cale walked by Choi Han, who was standing at the

keep your eye on

Han finally seemed to understand, as he nodded his head with a

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

out of the cave. The rain had slowed down to a light drizzle, making it

"Beacrox.”

“Yes sir.”