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 on in a zig-zag

stood in front

“Hello?”

of the yard cautiously spoke while looking at Cale, who seemed

of despair as if he realized that he had run into a drunk noble based

asked the middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

I live

“Is that so?”

smirked and continued to

your entire family

“Excuse me?”

give

“10. 9.”

started to count. The middle-aged man became anxious at Cale’s counting before

you think this

made the middle-aged man instantly

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

like a crazy noble

man

wife, two sons, and

master-nim, this is

family seemed pitiful. At the same time, the Black Dragon started to speak in

basement. A lot

Dragon’s voice was

look so thin. I think they have been starved. They are also dirty. I don’t think they have been able to wash themselves for

to speak

basement until just

looked toward the two sons and the daughter that the middle-aged man claimed were his children. His gaze

asked the middle-aged man a

just the

to speak as

family out as you requested, young

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

lie detector without even being told

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

Cale was smiling.

seemed to be

I

butler in the distance, who shook his head as

heard the noble’s voice at

the house since your whole family

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

the noble, Cale, was

is old. It is very

if he was throwing a stone into

going to

“…Excuse me?”

wrong. However, the noble in

is it? I’ll give you a new house.

“Well, you see…”

speak. He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of times

What kind of situation is

middle-aged man could not

for being in the slums as it was right across from the shopping

would he suddenly destroy

was at that

it in

trafficker

because there were people inside. The slaves in the

“5.”

started

“4.”

butler turned

“3.”

way of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

suddenly

this young noble

this one knight

“1.”

to that

“0.”

countdown as the Black Dragon started to

as well as

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the human traffickers

Oooooooong-

then heard

time, the noble reached out with

Paaaat!

saw a

could also see a large

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded

to make it so other people could not see

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

thought about a

was thinking about the famous noble of

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

“…Cale Henituse?”

as soon as he said the

Poke.

a sharp blade was at his

can’t say our young master’s name

wearing a mask, lightly poked

‘Something is wrong.’

must be wrong. His thoughts were proved to be

really going

with a pale expression before closing his mouth.

gaze of a drunk

face that he had not looked

as well as the crowd that

finally gave the middle-aged man

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had already

started to

will use my magic to support it as

was fortified with Raon’s magic fell on the

Crack.

started with the sound of

noise started to

Boooom-

rumbling as the house

“Ah.”

the ground from the rumbling. He had a blank expression as the wind and dust blew past

‘The stupid slaves!’

needed to sell were crushed

would be crushed to death as it