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 shabby houses. It was the first house across the bridge. The ten houses continued on in a zig-zag pattern starting from this first

stood in front

“Hello?”

at Cale,

a look of despair as if he realized that he had run into a drunk noble based on Cale’s red

the middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

I live with

“Is that so?”

and

entire family

“Excuse me?”

give you 10

“10. 9.”

Cale’s counting before urgently moving

you think this

middle-aged man instantly

district across the street. The other people living in the slums quickly

a crazy

man bringing his family out felt the

with his wife, two sons, and a

this is my

and his family seemed pitiful. At the same time, the Black Dragon started to speak in Cale’s

in the basement. A lot of them. There are some children

Dragon’s voice was

also dirty. I don’t think

continued to speak

in the basement until just now. I

that the middle-aged man claimed were his children. His gaze made them

middle-aged man a

the five of

before starting to speak as he bowed in a very respectful

my entire family out as you

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

lie detector without

much reaction. That gaze made the middle-aged man who

Cale was smiling.

crazy noble who seemed to

I

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

heard the noble’s

be nobody inside the house since your whole family

did not say anything as he contemplated how to give this noble what

the noble, Cale, was

old. It is very

as if he was throwing a

I am going

“…Excuse me?”

heard something wrong. However, the noble in front of him was

house. Is there

“Well, you see…”

still did not speak. He just clicked the sword in his scabbard a couple of

the hell? What kind

man could

good house for being in the slums as

would he suddenly

was at that

destroy it

trafficker was going

tell this noble to not destroy it because there were people inside.

“5.”

started to

“4.”

Chryshi household’s butler turned

“3.”

was his way of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

he suddenly had a

would this young noble destroy

one

“1.”

that

“0.”

countdown as the

put a shield on the basement as well

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the human

Oooooooong-

then heard a

the same time, the noble

Paaaat!

saw a pair

could also see a

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded

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

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about

thinking about the famous noble of the

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

“…Cale Henituse?”

as soon

Poke.

of a sharp blade was

young master’s name as

wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler

‘Something is wrong.’

wrong. His thoughts were proved to be

really going to

middle-aged man started to speak to Cale with a pale expression before closing his mouth. He could see Cale’s

was not the gaze of

so focused on the red face that he had not looked at Cale’s eyes

man couldn’t say anything after seeing Cale’s cold gaze, as well as the crowd that was looking at what was going

the

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had

started to

use my magic to

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

Crack.

started with the sound of the roof slowly

noise started to get louder and

Boooom-

rumbling as the house completely

“Ah.”

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

‘The stupid slaves!’

to sell were crushed underneath the

to death