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

front of the

“Hello?”

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

a look of despair as if he realized that

the middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I

“Is that so?”

smirked and continued to

entire

“Excuse me?”

will give

“10. 9.”

Cale’s counting before urgently moving after seeing Cale stop counting in

think this noble’s

made the middle-aged man instantly go inside the

the street. The other people living in the slums quickly entered their

a crazy noble is

man

out with his wife, two sons, and a

master-nim, this is

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

are people in the basement. A lot of them. There are

Black Dragon’s voice was

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

speak

the basement

were his children.

asked the middle-aged man a

just the five of

before starting to speak as

my entire family out as you

and assistant

serving as a lie detector without even being

down at the middle-aged man without much reaction. That gaze made the middle-aged man who had been bowing peek

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to be

did I get

his head as if to tell

noble’s

be nobody inside the house since

not say

was beyond the middle-aged

house is old.

he was throwing

going to

“…Excuse me?”

wrong. However, the

house. Is there a reason

“Well, you see…”

speak. He just clicked

What kind

could not

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

would he suddenly

at that

it in

trafficker was going

tell this noble to not destroy it because there were people inside. The slaves in the basement would naturally

“5.”

noble started to

“4.”

Chryshi household’s butler turned his

“3.”

way of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

suddenly

this young noble

one

“1.”

to that

“0.”

the Black

a shield on the basement as well as the

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the human traffickers

Oooooooong-

then heard a

the same time, the noble

Paaaat!

a

see a

“…Huh?”

wings

was as if it was trying to make it so other

Silver shield.

the capital, the middle-aged man, as well as the

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about a single

thinking about the famous noble of the

for his strength nor abilities, but for his just mindset. Since they were in the Gyerre territory that was close to the

“…Cale Henituse?”

as soon as

Poke.

a sharp blade was at

say our young master’s name as you

a mask, lightly poked the butler with his

‘Something is wrong.’

something must be wrong. His thoughts were proved to

really going

a pale expression before closing his mouth. He could see

the gaze of

so focused on the red face that he had not looked at

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

the middle-aged

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had already

shield started

use my magic to

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

Crack.

with the sound of the

started to

Boooom-

rumbling as the house completely

“Ah.”

the rumbling. He had a blank expression as the wind and dust blew past his face. He could see the house crumbling to

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell were

that they would be crushed to death as it was a