Trash of the Count's Family

“Destroy? Destroy what?”

Hilsman asked in confusion, but Cale ignored him and walked out of the bar.

He walked directly from the third floor of the bar to the entrance.

Many people watched Cale as he walked forward without any issues. The majority of them were residents of the Gyerre territory, who were shocked that Cale could still walk without any issues even after drinking all day.

Hilsman was also amazed at this before he noticed an empty bottle in Cale's hand and ran after him in shock.

“Y, young master-nim!”

“What is it?”

“Please, put the b, bottle down first ……!”

“Ah.”

He had forgotten about it.

He had forgotten that he was holding a bottle.

Swish.

Cale lifted the bottle up.

“Ahh!”

Hilsman recalled something that had happened two years ago. He recalled the trash that threw bottles at the gangsters within the Henituse territory. Hilsman had to take care of the aftermath at that time.

“…Are you drunk?”

“Excuse me?”

Cale frowned and stared at Hilsman, who had raised both arms in the air before handing the bottle over to Ron.

“Ron.”

“Yes sir.”

The bottle disappeared and Cale left the bar. Ron handed the waiter the bottle and payment for Cale's drinks before leisurely following behind Cale. He naturally made sure to grab the Vice Captain, who was standing there with a blank expression.

“Mr. Ron, what is young master-nim trying to destroy?”

Hilsman had been more respectful to Ron ever since he had learned of Ron's abilities. A hidden expert. That was Hilsman’s opinion of Ron.

“I'm not sure.”

The servant responded benignly.

“Wouldn’t he be talking about destroying houses?”

“…Excuse me?”

“Alright, let us go.”

Hilsman urgently chased after Cale with Ron. He caught up and stood right next to Cale, who was standing at the center of the bridge with a completely sober expression.

‘…The young master-nim is someone who does things on a large scale!’

Hilsman knew that Cale had said many times that he was going to do things lightly and destroyed many things in the process. That was why he was debating what he should do.

He heard Cale's voice at that moment.

“Vice Captain.”

“Yes, young master-nim.”

Hilsman looked toward Cale, who was looking down at the flowing river.

It was an artistic sight, with the red-haired Cale standing between the river and sky that had both been dyed red by the sunset.

There were not many people crossing the bridge due to the time of day.

Actually, there were never many people crossing this bridge between the slums and the shopping district.

Hilsman could hear Cale’s voice that was extremely quiet such that only those close to him could hear it.

“Apparently a noble household’s butler heads to the slums in order to bring food to the poor every so often.”

It was an unexpected story, but the Vice Captain listened to it and responded back.

“What a good butler.”

“Yes. Although, that butler is a staff member of the household that kidnaps citizens of the southwest region and sells them off as slaves.”

“…Excuse me?”

Cale looked toward the slums across the bridge.

“That butler just headed over to the slums. He was heading toward the ten houses where the citizens are imprisoned in the basement.”

‘Need to destroy them.’

Vice Captain Hilsman slowly realized what Cale was planning on destroying.

“Hilsman.”

“Yes sir.”

“What do you think about it?”

Cale waited for Hilsman’s answer, and the knight soon responded back.

“A knight takes action whenever he sees injustice.”

Hilsman added another statement once Cale looked toward him.

“However, if it is something related to our liege, we will hold ourselves back regardless of what it is.”

“Is that part of the Knight’s Creed as well?”

“No sir, it is my personal thoughts.”

A knight takes action whenever he sees injustice unless it is something related to his liege.

It could seem unfair, but that was Knight Hilsman’s personal creed.

Cale did not look negatively upon Hilsman’s personal creed, as Hilsman was someone who made it to the level of Vice Captain in the Henituse Estate that valued, ‘us,’ first.

Cale stopping leaning on the bridge and started to speak.

“Then let’s not hold back now.”

“Yes sir!”

Cale looked toward the shopping district on the other side.

Freesia was sending him a signal.

This signal was the one that said that the people who were following Cale had returned to their master.

Their master was naturally Antonio Gyerre.

There was no way Antonio would not put a tail on Cale. Cale had decided to make his move in the open while knowing that Antonio had done this.

of the shabby houses. It was the first house across the bridge. The ten houses continued on in a zig-zag pattern starting from this

stood in front of the

“Hello?”

Cale, who seemed to be a noble, as well as the

the same time, he had a look of despair as if he realized that he had run into a

middle-aged man

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I

“Is that so?”

smirked and continued to

entire family

“Excuse me?”

will give you

“10. 9.”

to count. The middle-aged man became anxious at Cale’s counting before urgently moving after seeing Cale stop counting in order to make

think this

man instantly go inside the

of this was visible from the buildings in the shopping district across the street. The other people living in the slums

crazy

middle-aged man bringing his family out felt the same

walked out with his wife, two sons,

master-nim, this

At the same time, the

are people in the basement. A lot of them. There are some children as

Dragon’s voice was

they have been starved. They are also dirty. I don’t think they have been able to wash themselves for a

to speak

the people in the basement until just

toward the two sons and the daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his children. His gaze

the middle-aged man a

the five of

before starting to speak as he bowed in a

family

They were calling each other leader and assistant leader inside. Now they are lying as

was serving as a lie detector without even being

gaze made the middle-aged man who had

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to

I

the Chryshi butler in the distance, who shook his head as if to tell the man

noble’s voice at that

be nobody inside the house since your whole family is out

knew the slaves were inside but did not say

Cale, was beyond the

old.

casually added on as if he

going

“…Excuse me?”

heard something wrong. However,

is it? I’ll give you a new house. Is there a

“Well, you see…”

silently stepped forward. He still did not speak. He just clicked the sword

What kind

middle-aged man could not

house, it was still a good house for being in the slums as it

would he suddenly destroy

at that

it

trafficker was going

noble to not destroy it because there were people inside.

“5.”

noble started

“4.”

household’s butler turned

“3.”

of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

he suddenly had a

young noble

this one

“1.”

that question

“0.”

as the Black Dragon started

a shield on the basement as

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the

Oooooooong-

heard a

time, the noble reached out

Paaaat!

saw a pair

also see a large

“…Huh?”

with wings

as if it was trying to make it so other

Silver shield.

far from the capital, the middle-aged man, as well as the baron’s butler in the

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about a

the famous noble of

nor abilities, but for his just mindset. Since they were in the Gyerre territory that was close to the Empire, it was even easier for the butler

“…Cale Henituse?”

butler gasped as soon

Poke.

of a sharp blade

our young

who was wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler

‘Something is wrong.’

something must be wrong. His thoughts were proved to

are you really going to

started to speak to Cale with a pale

the gaze of

been so focused on the red face that he had not looked at Cale’s eyes before

as well as the crowd that was looking at what was going on from both

the middle-aged

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had already

shield started to head

use my magic to support

that was fortified with Raon’s magic fell on the house that

Crack.

started with the sound

the noise started to

Boooom-

as the house completely

“Ah.”

blank expression as the wind and dust blew past

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell

crushed to death