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.

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

front of the

“Hello?”

spoke while looking at Cale,

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

middle-aged man a

“Do you live alone?”

me? No. I live

“Is that so?”

and continued to

your entire

“Excuse me?”

give

“10. 9.”

man became anxious at Cale’s counting before urgently moving after seeing Cale stop counting

think this noble’s

made the middle-aged man instantly

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

a crazy noble is

man bringing his

his wife, two sons, and a

this is my

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

in the basement. A lot of them. There

Black Dragon’s voice was

all look so thin. I think they have been starved. They are also

continued to speak in a sad

in the basement until just

were his children. His gaze made them lower

asked the middle-aged man

it’s just the

man flinched for a moment before starting to speak as

sir! I brought my entire family out as you requested, young

other leader and assistant leader inside. Now

was serving as a lie detector without even being

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

Cale was smiling.

seemed

I

his head as if to tell the man to take care of

the noble’s

there should be nobody inside the house since your whole family is

inside but did not say anything as he contemplated how to

noble, Cale, was beyond the middle-aged

is old. It is

on as if he was throwing a stone

I am going to

“…Excuse me?”

he had heard something wrong. However, the noble

I’ll give you a new house. Is there a

“Well, you see…”

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

kind

could not

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

he suddenly destroy this

at

will destroy it in

human trafficker was

not tell this noble to not destroy it because there were people inside. The slaves in the basement would naturally die

“5.”

noble started

“4.”

household’s butler turned

“3.”

was his way of saying, ‘let’s forget about those

“2.”

suddenly had

young noble destroy the

this one knight do

“1.”

to that

“0.”

his countdown as the Black Dragon started to

basement as well as the entrance to the

“Ha, haha-.”

Cale started to laugh.

made the

Oooooooong-

heard a rumbling

same time, the noble reached

Paaaat!

a pair of

see

“…Huh?”

with wings surrounded the

trying to make it so other

Silver shield.

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

“…Perhaps?”

thought about a single

thinking about the famous noble

who was not 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

“…Cale Henituse?”

soon as he said the

Poke.

a sharp blade was at his

say our young master’s name

mask, lightly poked the

‘Something is wrong.’

be wrong. His thoughts were proved

you really going to

speak to Cale with a pale expression

was not the gaze

that he had not looked at Cale’s eyes before

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

the middle-aged man

“It’s been 5 seconds.”

had

shield started to head

will use my magic to support

with Raon’s magic fell on the

Crack.

started with the sound

the noise started to get louder and

Boooom-

ground was rumbling 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!’

to sell were crushed

crushed to death as it was a