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.

first house across the bridge. The ten houses continued on in a

front

“Hello?”

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

middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

I

“Is that so?”

and continued

entire

“Excuse me?”

give you 10

“10. 9.”

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

guess you think this noble’s words

made the middle-aged man instantly go

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

a crazy noble is causing

middle-aged man bringing his family out felt

out with his wife, two sons,

this is my

seemed pitiful. At the same time, the Black Dragon

the basement. A lot of them. There are

Black Dragon’s

also dirty.

speak in

basement until just now.

man claimed were his children. His gaze made them lower

asked the middle-aged man

just the five of

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

family out as

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

was serving as a lie detector without

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

Cale was smiling.

noble who seemed to be drunk was

I get myself

his head as if

noble’s voice at that

should be nobody inside the house since your whole

knew the slaves were inside but did not say anything as he contemplated how to give this noble what he

Cale, was

house is old.

added on as if he was throwing a

am going

“…Excuse me?”

middle-aged man really believed he had heard something wrong. However, the

house. Is there a reason I can’t

“Well, you see…”

He still did not speak. He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of times while looking at the middle-aged

hell? What kind of situation is

man could not believe

it was still a good house for

would he suddenly destroy

at that

destroy it in

trafficker was

not destroy it because there were people inside. The slaves in the

“5.”

started to

“4.”

butler

“3.”

his way of saying,

“2.”

suddenly

would this young noble destroy

one

“1.”

to that question was soon

“0.”

his countdown as the Black

shield on the basement as well as the entrance

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the human traffickers

Oooooooong-

then heard a rumbling

noble reached

Paaaat!

a pair of

see a large

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded the

it was trying to make

Silver shield.

capital, the middle-aged man, as well as

“…Perhaps?”

about

was thinking about the famous noble of the

in

“…Cale Henituse?”

soon

Poke.

sharp blade

say our young master’s

who was wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler with his

‘Something is wrong.’

wrong. His thoughts were proved to

young master-nim, are you really going to destroy

speak to Cale with a pale expression before closing

was not the gaze

face that he had not looked at Cale’s

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

the middle-aged man

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had already

started to head

use my magic to support it as

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

Crack.

sound

the noise started to get louder and

Boooom-

rumbling as

“Ah.”

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

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell were crushed

would be crushed to death as it was a