Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 193: Destroying it! (2)

Cale opened his eyes.

He could see the teleportation magic circle under his feet.

Swooooooosh-

He could also hear the sound of the cold wind.

The Gorge of Death was extremely windy.

However, Cale ignored the noise of the wind and looked toward the person who was here to greet him.

“It has been a long time, your highness.”

Rosalyn’s youngest sibling and the Breck Kingdom's fourth prince, Pen, awkwardly started to speak after seeing Cale's respectful greeting.

“Ahem, hem. Yes, long time no see.”

His gaze headed toward Cale's chest.

It was a cookie. Cale was holding a cookie.

That made Pen recall the drenching he received when he went to the Henituse territory to see his sister Rosalyn in the past. During that incident, he had heard the crunching sound of Cale eating a cookie as if it was background music.

‘Youngest brother, do it properly. Otherwise, you will lose your life on the battlefield.’

Pen recalled Rosalyn's, ‘advice,’ and started to shiver. It made him feel very cold. He awkwardly smiled back at Cale, who was gently smiling at him.

Raon started to speak in Cale’s mind at that moment.

It's a fiery thunderbolt instead of water for that crybaby if he whines again. I am practicing the fiery thunderbolt right now.

Cale naturally ignored Raon as he looked around prince Pen.

There were five or six tents behind fourth prince Pen.

Swooooooosh-

The sound of the wind could be heard again.

It was blowing toward them from the Gorge of Death.

This gorge was known to have never-ending wind.

The strong winds made by nature made the sides of the deep and tall valley into a resting place of death.

February. The winter winds were strong and even carried over the snow tonight, making it hard to see. Cale heard another voice as he looked around at the white snow fluttering through the darkness.

“Are you Cale Henituse from the Henituse territory?”

Cale’s gaze headed to the person next to Prince Pen.

This was the Breck Kingdom’s Royal Mage’s number one disciple. The name of this person whom people considered to be the future Royal Mage was Count Ecross.

…Human, why is that stupid looking guy checking you out?

‘Right?’

Cale gently responded in a noble-like manner to Count Ecross, who was looking at him.

“That is correct. I am Cale Henituse, Count Ecross-nim.”

“Ahem, you know of me. But you did not greet me first.”

“I apologize. I was amazed as this is my first time visiting the Gorge of Death.”

Prince Pen felt odd.

‘Why is that person acting like this?’

Cale Henituse was acting respectfully for some reason. Pen looked toward Count Ecross and gave him a signal with his eyes.

‘Count, stop it!’

Unfortunately, Ecross could not read Pen's signal. He looked toward Cale judgmentally.

A twenty-year-old. He did not like that the Roan Kingdom sent a twenty-year-old punk as their representative. He also did not like how he was pretending to be a hero with ancient powers that only required luck to acquire instead of something like magic, which required effort in order to develop.

‘A typical punk who relies on his connections to make himself look good.’

The thing the Count did not like the most was that this talentless son of a noble had such a strong personal network. Although he didn't know the details, he had heard that this punk was close to former princess Rosalyn, crown prince Alberu Crossman, and even Commander Toonka.

He clicked his tongue at Cale, who remained respectful to him even though he was making it obvious that he was looking down at him. He totally saw Cale as the type that was fluent in sucking up.

He introduced the people around him on purpose.

“Young master, these are the mages from our side. Over there is a baron-nim, and there is a viscount-nim.”

He made sure to emphasize the word, ‘mages,’ on purpose.

The Roan Kingdom was known to be terrible at magic.

However, they suddenly brought the Whipper Kingdom’s mages and former princess Rosalyn to the Breck Kingdom and started to teach the Breck Kingdom's mages.

‘Although my teacher was happy about it.’

His teacher, the Royal Mage, was happy about it, saying that it was a great opportunity.

Count Ecross did not deny that it was an opportunity.

‘However, we cannot let go of this power.’

They had to take the initiative. He took a look around Cale.

‘He didn't bring that many people with him.’

There was just a man who seemed to be a knight and a feeble boy next to Cale.

‘Things within the Breck Kingdom should be done by us.’

Former princess Rosalyn had told Prince Pen and him to take good care of Cale, however, he was different than Prince Pen. He had no reason to listen to Rosalyn, who was no longer a princess and lived in the Roan Kingdom.

‘Prince Pen becomes weird whenever former princess Rosalyn is involved, so I need to step up.’

Otherwise, there was no reason for him to come to the Gorge of Death in order to clean up after this punk who did not even have his own title.

Count Ecross looked toward Cale and started to speak.

“Ahem, I heard from the Roan Kingdom about your plan. You’re thinking about installing magic bombs in the Gorge of Death?”

The baron and viscount that were introduced earlier stood behind Ecross and observed Cale. It seemed as if they were trying to pressure Cale.

‘…This is why my sister should return.’

Pen started to frown after seeing their actions.

Count Ecross had become the number one disciple of the Royal Mage because he was lucky enough to be talented in magic.

with no chance of succeeding the throne. At the same time, he

will not

should

it be. He is someone who at least cares a lot about

about young master

had laughed at that question. She laughed for a bit

worry about that person. The

mage. Those words had remained on his mind. Pen's gaze headed toward the feeble boy. The other person had been introduced as his guard knight in the

and turned away when they made eye

‘Is he the mage?’

brushed aside his question as he looked

up his arms

how are you going to install the magic bombs? We

Count Ecross was serious.

if he was not trying to take control, it made sense for him

treating someone who just

for doing this to Cale while he was still standing on the teleportation magic circle, but time was

Count kept his arms open as

was at that

Are there more

the voice of the mage responsible for the

Ooooooooong-

once more. The

a few more

gently responded before stepping away from the teleportation magic circle. The Count

lit up until the entire magic circle was shining

Paaaat.

ten huge

all wearing black robes, but each of them

“Mm.”

but

at that

Shhhhh.

hood. An old man’s

name is Gashan, the Tiger

Shhhhh.

took off their hoods

pupils started to shine in the

tribe. The Count had never seen any members of the Tiger tribe before. However, he knew that they were known as one

“Count-nim.”

and

He could see Cale.

the cliffs and high areas to your mages. We will take care

of the

the wildest. It was difficult to fly through there with

The Count’s expression changed.

that they were just going to be installing magic bombs around the edge of the cliff, but Cale was telling him that they were going to be

to go underneath the

The line of death.

Gorge of Death had different

cliffs and went maybe tens to one hundred

where the gorge

the rough

avoid that area if

was planning

sir. We are going down

The Count finally took the time to look around at

of them had grim expressions

calm. That was why

areas of the gorge was

was at that

leave

respond. He then continued to speak to Cale in

will figure out the best way for you to go down there. Let

gently smiled back to Pen. This was the thought

the magic bombs to

the Dragon's

about that

like I'm going to be doing the

to do was sit back and watch.

opened his mouth to

we will head off

“Huh? Head off?”

looked toward

the gorge. The Count

is dangerous at night. You should

the Northern Alliance to

The Count shut up.

The Wyvern Knights Brigade.

had heard about

why time was of the essence. Those wyverns were capable of patrolling during

not say anything after seeing the gaze of the twenty-year-old young boy who was looking back at him. Cale turned back toward the gorge after seeing the Count not saying

it quickly and

and asked the Tigers who were

dangerous at

Gashan started to laugh.

“We prefer the night.”

brought the best of their warriors, so it would be easy for them to climb down

of the Breck Kingdom rushed

in front of the first cliff and passed a magic bag over to Count

to install the magic bombs and the bombs themselves.

Cale still remaining respectful. He received the magic bag

leave it to

see Cale's confident

immediately gave the

“Let’s go.”

was the moment Cale

Plop. Plop.

all

Warriors revealed themselves in their

“Ah.”

pressure was considerably

these Tigers had ruled over a mountain

that were shining black and gold

huge

Cale started to speak.

“Jump down.”

Grrrrr-

only White Tiger,

then immediately

That was the beginning.

Ten Tiger Warriors all charged toward the bottom

attention. The golden rays of light started

Boom! Boom! Boom!

started to

punching or kicking

Grrrrr.