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 first house across the bridge.

in front of the first

“Hello?”

spoke while looking at Cale, who seemed to be a

he had a look of despair as if he realized that

asked the middle-aged

“Do you live alone?”

I

“Is that so?”

and

entire

“Excuse me?”

give you 10

“10. 9.”

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

think this noble’s words

the middle-aged man instantly go inside

buildings in the shopping district across the street. The other people living in the slums quickly entered their houses and locked their tattered windows and

like a crazy noble

The middle-aged man bringing his

out with his wife, two sons, and a

master-nim, this

man was shaking and his family seemed pitiful. At the

lot of them. There are some

Black Dragon’s voice was

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

to speak in

basement until just now.

two sons and the daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his children. His gaze made them lower their heads as if they were scared of

asked the middle-aged man

it’s just the five

for a moment before starting to

entire family out as you requested,

leader and assistant leader

lie detector without even

reaction. That gaze made the middle-aged man who had been bowing peek up and become

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to be

I

middle-aged man could see the Chryshi butler in the distance, who shook his head as

the noble’s

there should be nobody inside the house since your whole family

middle-aged man knew the slaves were inside but did not say anything as he contemplated how to

noble, Cale, was

is old.

as if he was throwing

going

“…Excuse me?”

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

I’ll give you a new house. Is there a reason I

“Well, you see…”

who had been standing silently stepped forward. He still did not speak. He just clicked the sword in his

kind of situation is

middle-aged man could not believe

for being in the slums as it was right across from

he suddenly destroy

was at

it

trafficker was

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

“5.”

started

“4.”

Chryshi household’s butler turned

“3.”

saying, ‘let’s forget

“2.”

suddenly had

would this young noble destroy the

one knight do

“1.”

to that question

“0.”

announced the end of his countdown as the Black Dragon started to speak in his

shield on the basement as well

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the

Oooooooong-

heard a

the same time, the noble reached out

Paaaat!

saw a pair

see

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded the

it was trying to make it so other people could

Silver shield.

well as the baron’s butler in the distance, were both familiar with this

“…Perhaps?”

about a single

was thinking about the famous noble of

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 butler to recall

“…Cale Henituse?”

as soon as he said

Poke.

sharp blade was at

say our young

wearing a mask, lightly poked

‘Something is wrong.’

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

are you really going to

pale expression before closing his mouth.

was not the gaze

red face that

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

finally gave the

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had already

started to head

my magic to support it

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

Crack.

the sound

to

Boooom-

ground was rumbling as the house completely

“Ah.”

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

‘The stupid slaves!’

to sell were crushed underneath

that they would be crushed to