Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 143: Isn’t It a Pity? (2)

However, putting out the fire was a task for some other day.

Cale had left the entrance of the tent open on purpose. It was so that the soldiers could see inside as they walked by.

Human, human.

Cale could hear Raon’s voice in his mind.

Cale did not pay attention as he headed toward the people with light injuries.

“You have a lot of bruises.”

“Priest-nim…”

The soldier who was sitting in the corner of the tent because he only had light injuries answered in shock. Cale took out a potion and wet a piece of cloth.

He then started to press down on the areas around the bruise with the cloth. The light bruises slowly started to disappear.

“T, thank you very much.”

The soldier could see the white-haired priest gently smiling at him. The priest did not say anything else before walking over to another person and healing their light injuries.

Human, you’re such a good person!

Cale ignored Raon as usual as he used potions to heal even the soldiers with the lightest of injuries.

The soldiers bowed with gratitude toward the white-haired priest who did not care about using potions on even the lightest injuries.

Cale received their thanks and started to think.

‘Free potions feel the best when you use them without any hesitation.’

Cale was using the potions that Alberu had given him without holding back. Maybe it was because he was using someone else’s potions, but it was quite entertaining.

“Thank you very much, priest-nim.”

Cale started to smile while thinking about how he was using Alberu’s money. He responded to the thanks in a manner that normal priests would respond.

“It was nothing. It is a priest’s job to look after the injured.”

Cale took care of the soldiers with light injuries around him before moving toward the rest of his group. Jack and Cage were by the people who were close to dying.

‘They’re working hard.’

The Saint, Jack, was sweating profusely as he looked after the patients.

The patient Jack was currently healing was close to dying because of the deep cut on his side.

Paaat.

Gold light continued to glow in Jack’s hand as he healed the soldier’s injury. Cale observed Jack and started to think.

‘His healing skills are top notch.’

The crazy priestess Cage was a talented priestess, however, an aura that she could not compare with was coming out of Jack right now.

It was only natural that everyone’s gazes would be focused on Jack. Cale looked toward this with satisfaction.

‘He seems good enough to use against the Empire later.’

Cale got excited while thinking about how they could cause chaos in the Empire by doing the same thing in the Empire while wearing this white priest outfit and white mask.

“Uggggh, ugh.”

The soldier who was moaning and close to death slowly started to regain color in his face. Jack finally moved his hand away from the patient’s side.

“Haaaaa.”

Jack plopped onto a chair nearby and started to take deep breaths. Cale slightly clenched his fists after seeing the patient’s side.

The large wound that was rotting and made the man’s organs visible was now completely fine without even a scar.

“Ho.”

“Wow.”

The Whipper Kingdom’s people could not hide their shock and admiration. Cale approached Jack, who was breathing heavily.

He then took Jack to a corner of the tent and sat him down.

“Are you okay?”

Jack smiled in response to Cale’s question. He brushed the sweat off of his forehead with his shaking hand as he started to speak.

“Young master-nim.”

“Yes?”

“I think it was the right decision to follow you here.”

‘What the heck is he suddenly talking about?’

Cale did not understand as he looked toward Jack. He then flinched.

Jack was smiling brightly. He seemed to be happy. He started to speak in a quiet voice that only Cale could hear.

“When I was with the church, my life revolved around healing the important people. I have never seen people who truly needed the hand of god. But now…”

Jack’s eyes were suddenly full of energy again.

“I finally realized what it is I have to do. Young master-nim, can I tell you a funny story?”

“…What is it?”

Jack clenched and then unclenched his fist. His hands stopped shaking.

“My healing abilities.”

finally thought he could understand the will of

abilities seem to be

‘Wow.’

he heard what Jack had to

abilities were getting stronger even though he could already

really is

was a

who seemed to be very happy that he was able to heal people, on the shoulder before encouraging

have faith in

fists

had come to this place with Cale because that person had said he needed help. However, what he was doing here was

was taking care of patients in front of him. Cale’s gaze seemed

lived like

regret but held it back as he stood up and headed back to

was returning to treating patients. He still had the same gaze that made Jack regret his

we’ll be up all

other patient tents as

need to do much even

and Jack. It was the only thing he could do for these two who will

The next morning.

focused on the priests who

other tents while a new batch of seriously injured patients was being

patient was crying as they

you very much. Thank you very much. Really, truly, thank you very

did what we

might have needed to be amputated was crying while holding Jack’s hand. Jack seemed

of scene had been repeated multiple times

he headed into the tent, flinched. Harol went up to stand

“Commander-nim.”

“…Yes?”

toward the healed

had realized that the atmosphere among the soldiers was much brighter this morning. It was a different type of liveliness than when

“Commander-nim, welcome.”

they did not

the rest of Cale’s group in the tent. All

made eye contact with Cale, who approached him and started

fire out, so bring all of

but

“Alright. I got it.”

night, Cale did not like Toonka’s

Cale was fine even after not getting any sleep thanks to the, ‘Vitality of

“Thank you.”

ignored Toonka’s

was the night

on top of Maple Castle as

than this pillar of fire and the

even brighter without the moon. Cale recalled what Harol

there really nobody

I have three mages with me? Some of my trusted subordinates and I

one each from Roan, Breck, and the Jungle, were currently disguised as Toonka and Harol’s servants for video communication and

mages, with amazement. Harol, who felt Cale’s gaze, had responded

greater good. In order to get rid of all magic in the

of this opportunistic yet crazy bastard. He only focused on the information Harol

there, there were no useful items nor even magic devices.

mages verified that there were

trace of mana at

used on the Western Continent. It might be possible that there were variations hidden

Cale started to speak.

“Let’s go down.”

“Yes, Cale-nim.”

“Right away.”

back while Raon

you down on

the castle that was surrounded by the pillar of fire. The invisibility spell around them was removed as

Cale’s group’s actions. This was

“It’s hot.”

his sentiments as they stood on

hot due

toward Choi Han and Rosalyn. Choi Han was

star with five white stars around

upgraded fake secret organization outfit was still not a perfect replica of the original, however, Hans and Beacrox had used

Cale, what is the

without hesitation to

through the castle while looking for any magic devices. Miss Rosalyn, you and Raon should be better than those other mages. We may also be able to figure out

their heads. Cale looked at the blueprints of the castle that Harol had handed him while continuing to speak. The castle also had one

look for any treasures or precious items that may be

in

I

be excited. Choi Han looked toward Rosalyn only to see that she was

nor food, but

Miss Rosalyn, I knew

and food for the soldiers.

“I will work hard.”

will leave it

“Human, what about me?”

“You as well.”

watched Cale, Rosalyn, and Raon chatting as they started to head down with a blank expression before following behind

to investigate

was not much

been no

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

the first-floor hall

go look in the

her head. Forget treasures, Cale and Rosalyn were now just trying to figure out the

Empire just started this fire

sense. That would be

Rosalyn started to speak.

we head to the basement