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

stood in front

“Hello?”

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

realized that he had run into a drunk

asked the middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

I live with

“Is that so?”

smirked and

your entire

“Excuse me?”

give

“10. 9.”

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

think this noble’s words

the middle-aged man instantly go inside

this was visible from the buildings in the shopping district across the street. The other people living in the slums quickly entered their houses and locked

crazy noble is causing

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

out with his wife, two sons,

this

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

the basement. A lot of them.

Dragon’s

are also dirty. I don’t think they have

speak in

beating the people in the basement until just now. I want to kill them

were his children. His gaze made them lower their heads as if they were scared of the

the middle-aged

just the five

middle-aged man flinched for a moment before starting to speak

my entire family out as you requested,

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

as a lie detector without even being told

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

Cale was smiling.

seemed to

did I get myself

the distance, who shook his head as if to tell the man

heard the noble’s voice

there should be nobody inside the house since

knew the slaves were inside but did not say anything as

noble, Cale, was beyond the

old.

if he was throwing a stone into

I am going to destroy

“…Excuse me?”

something wrong. However, the noble in front of him

you a new house. Is there a

“Well, you see…”

silently stepped forward. He still did not speak. He just clicked the sword

What kind of situation is

middle-aged man could not believe

was still a good house for being in the

suddenly destroy this

at that

it

trafficker was

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

“5.”

started

“4.”

household’s butler

“3.”

of saying,

“2.”

suddenly

this young noble destroy

one knight do

“1.”

to that question was

“0.”

announced the end of his countdown as the Black Dragon

a shield on the basement as

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the human

Oooooooong-

heard

time, the noble

Paaaat!

a

also see

“…Huh?”

wings surrounded the

if it was trying to make it

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about a single

the

mindset. Since they were in the Gyerre territory that was close to the Empire, it

“…Cale Henituse?”

gasped as soon

Poke.

of a sharp blade was

say our young master’s name as you

who was wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler with

‘Something is wrong.’

be wrong. His

really going to destroy

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

the gaze of

that

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

gave the

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had already

shield started

my magic to support it

magic fell on the house that was surrounded by the

Crack.

sound of

started to get

Boooom-

was rumbling as the

“Ah.”

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 half-transparent wings and

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell were crushed underneath

they would be crushed to death as it