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.

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

in front of the

“Hello?”

of the yard cautiously spoke while looking at Cale, who

look of despair as if he realized that he had run into a drunk noble based on Cale’s red

the middle-aged

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I

“Is that so?”

smirked and continued

your entire family

“Excuse me?”

will give you

“10. 9.”

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

you think this noble’s words are

the middle-aged man

The other people living in the

a crazy noble is causing

middle-aged man

his wife, two sons,

master-nim, this is

pitiful. At the

in the basement. A lot of

Black Dragon’s voice

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

speak

were beating the people in the basement until just

man claimed were his children. His gaze made them lower

asked the middle-aged man a

the

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

family out as you requested,

other leader and assistant leader inside.

a lie detector without even being told to

That gaze made the middle-aged man who had been bowing peek up

Cale was smiling.

who seemed to be drunk was

I

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

noble’s voice at that

house since your whole family is out

did not say anything as he contemplated how to give this noble what

noble, Cale, was beyond the middle-aged man’s

old. It

added on as if he was throwing a stone

am going

“…Excuse me?”

he had heard something wrong. However, the noble in front

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

“Well, you see…”

had been standing silently stepped forward. He still did not speak. He just clicked

hell? What kind of situation

could not believe

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

would he suddenly

at

destroy it

trafficker

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

“5.”

noble started to

“4.”

household’s butler turned his

“3.”

saying, ‘let’s forget

“2.”

suddenly

would this young noble

this one knight

“1.”

that

“0.”

end of his countdown as the Black Dragon started to

the basement as well

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the

Oooooooong-

heard a rumbling

the noble

Paaaat!

a pair

also see

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded the

was trying to make it so

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about a single

was thinking about the

not famous for his strength 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

“…Cale Henituse?”

soon as he

Poke.

of a sharp blade was at

can’t say our young master’s name as you

lightly poked the

‘Something is wrong.’

that something must be wrong. His thoughts were proved to be true

are you really

with a pale expression before closing

the gaze of

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

well as the crowd that

finally gave the

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had

large shield started to head

my magic to

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

Crack.

the sound of the roof slowly

the noise started to get

Boooom-

ground was rumbling as the

“Ah.”

man stumbled before falling on the ground from the rumbling. He had a blank expression as the wind and dust blew past his face. He could see the house crumbling to the ground through the

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell were crushed underneath

be crushed to death as it was a