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

in front

“Hello?”

man in front of the yard cautiously spoke while looking at Cale, who seemed to be a noble, as

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

the middle-aged

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I live with

“Is that so?”

and continued

entire family

“Excuse me?”

give you 10

“10. 9.”

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

this noble’s words are

made the middle-aged man

visible from the buildings in the shopping district across the street. The other people living in the slums

crazy noble is causing

that way. The middle-aged man bringing his family out

his wife, two sons, and a

this is my

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

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

Dragon’s voice

have been starved. They are also dirty. I don’t think

to speak in a sad

the people in the basement until just now.

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

asked the middle-aged man

just the

for a moment before starting to speak as he bowed in

brought my entire family out as you requested, young

each other leader and assistant leader inside. Now they are lying as

serving as a lie detector without

That gaze made the middle-aged man who had been bowing

Cale was smiling.

seemed

did I get myself

in the distance, who shook his head as

noble’s

be nobody inside the house since your whole family

did not say anything as he contemplated how to give

noble, Cale, was beyond the middle-aged

old. It is very

as if he

going

“…Excuse me?”

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

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

“Well, you see…”

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

hell? What kind

man could not

good house for being in the slums as it

suddenly destroy

at that

will destroy it in

human trafficker was

it because there were people inside. The slaves in the basement would

“5.”

started to

“4.”

butler turned

“3.”

of saying, ‘let’s

“2.”

he suddenly had

this young noble

this one knight do

“1.”

answer to that

“0.”

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

basement as

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

the human traffickers

Oooooooong-

then heard a rumbling

the same time, the noble reached out with his

Paaaat!

a

could also see

“…Huh?”

shield with wings

it was trying to make it

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

butler thought about

the famous

they were in the Gyerre territory that was close to

“…Cale Henituse?”

butler gasped as soon as he said

Poke.

of a sharp blade was

can’t say our young

was wearing a mask, lightly poked the butler with

‘Something is wrong.’

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

young master-nim, are you really going

speak to Cale with a pale

not the gaze of a drunk

the red face that

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

gave the middle-aged

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

seconds had already

large shield started to head

my magic

magic fell on the house that was surrounded

Crack.

with the sound

the noise started to get

Boooom-

as the house completely

“Ah.”

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

‘The stupid slaves!’

sell were crushed underneath

be crushed to death as it was a crudely