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.

to walk toward one of the shabby houses. It was the first house across the bridge. The ten houses continued

in front

“Hello?”

looking at Cale, who seemed to be a noble,

realized that he had

middle-aged man

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I live

“Is that so?”

and continued

entire family

“Excuse me?”

give you

“10. 9.”

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

this noble’s

made the middle-aged man instantly go inside

shopping district across the street. The other people living

like a crazy noble

man bringing his family out felt the

walked out with his wife, two

master-nim, this is my

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

lot of them.

Black Dragon’s

think they have been starved. They are also dirty. I

to speak in a sad

in the basement until just now. I want to kill

two sons and the daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his

asked the middle-aged man a

just the five

to speak

brought my entire family out as

were calling each other leader and assistant leader inside. Now

as a lie detector without even being told

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

Cale was smiling.

seemed to be drunk was

did I get

middle-aged man could see the Chryshi butler in the distance, who shook his head as if to tell the man to take care

noble’s voice at

inside the house since

the slaves were inside but did not say anything as he contemplated how

was beyond

is old. It

as if he was throwing a stone into

am going to destroy

“…Excuse me?”

something wrong. However,

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

“Well, you see…”

He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of times while looking

hell? What kind of

middle-aged man could

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

suddenly destroy

was at

it in

trafficker was going

were people inside. The

“5.”

noble started to

“4.”

household’s butler turned

“3.”

his way of saying,

“2.”

suddenly had

would this young noble

one

“1.”

to that question was

“0.”

of his countdown as the Black Dragon started

as well as the entrance

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the human

Oooooooong-

then heard a

noble reached out

Paaaat!

saw a

see a large

“…Huh?”

shield with wings surrounded the

if it was trying to make it so other people could not see

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

about a

was thinking about the famous noble

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

“…Cale Henituse?”

as soon

Poke.

a sharp blade was

say our young

mask, lightly poked the butler

‘Something is wrong.’

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

are you really

with 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 Cale’s eyes before

gaze, as well as the crowd that was looking at what was going on from both the slums and the

the

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had

started

use my magic

with Raon’s magic fell on the house that

Crack.

with the sound of the

started to get louder

Boooom-

ground was rumbling as

“Ah.”

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

‘The stupid slaves!’

needed to sell

that they would be crushed to death as it was a