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.

the shabby houses. It was the first house across the bridge. The ten

stood in front of the first

“Hello?”

of the yard cautiously spoke while looking at Cale, who seemed to be a noble, as well

had a look of despair as if he realized that

the middle-aged

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I

“Is that so?”

smirked and

your entire family

“Excuse me?”

will give

“10. 9.”

became anxious at Cale’s counting before urgently moving

think this

made the middle-aged man instantly go inside the

street. The other people living in the slums quickly

crazy

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

wife, two sons,

this

and his family seemed pitiful. At the same time, the

A lot of them.

Dragon’s voice

been starved. They are also dirty. I don’t think they have been

continued to speak in

the people in the basement until just now. I want

daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his children. His gaze made them lower

the middle-aged

just the five of

for a moment before starting to speak as he bowed

brought my entire family out as you requested,

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

was serving as a lie detector without even being told to

middle-aged man without much reaction. That gaze made the

Cale was smiling.

seemed to be drunk

did I

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

the noble’s voice at

inside the house since your whole family is

were inside but did not say anything as he contemplated how to give

was beyond the middle-aged

house is old.

on as if he was throwing a stone

I am going to destroy

“…Excuse me?”

really believed he had heard something wrong. However, the

house. Is there a reason

“Well, you see…”

standing silently stepped forward. He still did not speak. He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of times while

What kind of situation

middle-aged man could

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

suddenly destroy this

at

it in five

trafficker was going

destroy it because there were people inside. The slaves in the basement would naturally die if the house

“5.”

started

“4.”

household’s butler

“3.”

way of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

he suddenly had a

this young noble destroy

this one knight

“1.”

to that

“0.”

of his countdown as the Black Dragon started to speak in

the basement as well as the entrance

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the human traffickers

Oooooooong-

heard a rumbling

same time, the noble reached

Paaaat!

saw a pair

could also see a large

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded

was as if it was trying to make

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

thought about a single

the famous noble

in the Gyerre territory that was close to the Empire, it was even easier for the butler to recall

“…Cale Henituse?”

gasped as soon as

Poke.

sharp blade was

say our young master’s name as

wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler

‘Something is wrong.’

wrong. His

you really

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

was not the gaze

red face that he had not looked at Cale’s eyes before this

say anything after seeing Cale’s cold gaze, as well as the crowd that was looking at what was going on from both the slums and the

gave the middle-aged

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had

started to

magic to support it

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

Crack.

with the sound of the roof slowly

noise started to get

Boooom-

ground was rumbling as the house

“Ah.”

and dust blew past his face. He could see

‘The stupid slaves!’

slaves he needed to sell were crushed underneath the

that they would be crushed to death as it was a crudely built