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.

It was the first house across the bridge.

in front of the

“Hello?”

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

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

middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

No. I live

“Is that so?”

and continued

your entire

“Excuse me?”

will give you

“10. 9.”

man became anxious at Cale’s counting before urgently moving after

guess you think this noble’s

middle-aged man instantly

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

like a crazy noble

man

with his wife,

master-nim, this is

and his family seemed pitiful. At the

lot of them. There are some

Black Dragon’s voice

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

speak in a sad

people in the basement until just now. I want to

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

the middle-aged

the five of

before starting to speak as he bowed in a very

family out as you requested,

each other leader and assistant leader inside. Now they are lying as well! Bad! They

lie detector without

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

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to be

I get

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

the noble’s voice at

inside the house since

inside but did not say anything as he

noble, Cale, was beyond the

old. It

he was throwing

going to destroy

“…Excuse me?”

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

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

“Well, you see…”

He still did not speak. He just

kind of situation is

middle-aged man could not

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

he suddenly

at

will destroy it in

human trafficker

not destroy it because there were people inside. The

“5.”

started

“4.”

Chryshi household’s butler

“3.”

was his way of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

suddenly had a

this young noble

this one knight

“1.”

to that

“0.”

the end of his countdown as the Black Dragon started to

shield on the basement as well

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the

Oooooooong-

heard

same time, the noble reached out

Paaaat!

a

could also see

“…Huh?”

wings surrounded

was as if it was trying to make it so other people could

Silver shield.

man, as well as the

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about

about the famous

someone who was not famous for his strength nor abilities, but for his just mindset. Since they were in the

“…Cale Henituse?”

butler gasped as soon

Poke.

a sharp blade was

can’t say our young

lightly poked the butler

‘Something is wrong.’

that something must be wrong.

are you really going to destroy

with a pale expression before closing

the gaze of a

face that he

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

finally gave the middle-aged man

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had already

shield started

will use my magic to

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

Crack.

started with the sound of

the noise started to get louder

Boooom-

ground was rumbling as

“Ah.”

expression as the wind and dust blew past his face. He could see the house crumbling to the ground through the half-transparent

‘The stupid slaves!’

slaves he needed to sell

that they would be crushed to death as it was a