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.

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

front of the first

“Hello?”

middle-aged man in front of the yard cautiously spoke while looking at Cale, who seemed to be a noble,

he realized that he had run into a drunk noble based

the middle-aged

“Do you live alone?”

No. I live with

“Is that so?”

smirked and continued to

entire family

“Excuse me?”

will give you 10

“10. 9.”

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

guess you think this noble’s

man instantly go

in the shopping district across the street. The other people living in the slums quickly entered

crazy noble

all felt that way. The middle-aged man bringing his family out felt

with his wife, two sons,

this is

man was shaking and his family seemed pitiful. At the same time, the Black Dragon started

basement. A lot of them. There

Black Dragon’s voice was

all look so thin. I think they have been starved. They are also

continued to speak in a sad

in the basement until just now. I want to

looked toward the two sons and the daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his

the middle-aged

the

a moment before starting to speak as he bowed in a very respectful

family out as

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

detector

without much reaction. That gaze made the middle-aged man who had been bowing peek up and become

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to be

did I get myself

distance, who shook his head as if to tell the man to take care of it

the noble’s

be nobody inside the house since your whole

were inside but did not say anything as he

the noble, Cale, was beyond the

house is old. It

casually added on as if he was

am going to destroy

“…Excuse me?”

something wrong. However, the noble in front of

I’ll give you a new house. Is there a reason I can’t destroy

“Well, you see…”

He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of times while looking at the

What kind of situation

man could not

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

would he suddenly destroy this

was at

destroy it

human trafficker was going

people inside.

“5.”

noble started to

“4.”

Chryshi household’s butler turned

“3.”

saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

suddenly had a

this young noble destroy

this one knight do

“1.”

answer to that

“0.”

as the Black Dragon started to speak in his

basement as well as the entrance to the

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the

Oooooooong-

heard

the noble reached out with his

Paaaat!

saw a pair of

also see a large

“…Huh?”

with wings

was trying to make it so other people could

Silver shield.

southwest region was far from the capital, the middle-aged man, as well as the baron’s butler in the distance, were both

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about

the

but for his just mindset. Since they were in

“…Cale Henituse?”

gasped as soon as he said

Poke.

sharp

our young master’s

a mask, lightly

‘Something is wrong.’

wrong.

really going to destroy our

man started to speak to Cale with a pale expression before closing his mouth.

gaze of a

been so focused on the red face that he had

anything after seeing Cale’s cold gaze, as well as the crowd that

gave the middle-aged man

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had already

started to head

use my magic to support it as

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

Crack.

the sound of the roof

to get louder and

Boooom-

was rumbling as the house

“Ah.”

wind and dust blew

‘The stupid slaves!’

he needed to sell were

that they would be crushed to