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.

a prince with no chance

Ecross will not

what should

who

young master

sister had laughed at that question. She laughed for

about that person. The world’s

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

boy flinched and turned away

‘Is he the mage?’

his question as he looked back toward Cale and the

opened up his arms and confidently

how are you going to install the magic bombs? We know more about the Gorge of Death and we are

Count Ecross was serious.

not trying to take

someone who just arrived

doing this to Cale while he was still standing on the teleportation magic circle, but time was of the essence. He needed to quickly take

kept his arms open as he waited for

at

there more people in your

of the mage

Ooooooooong-

teleportation magic circle lit up once

are a few more

gently responded before stepping away from the teleportation magic circle. The Count stepped back in confusion and

up until the entire

Paaaat.

ten huge

black robes, but each of

“Mm.”

Count couldn't help but groan

at

Shhhhh.

in front took off his hood. An

name is Gashan, the

Shhhhh.

took off

of feline vertical pupils started to

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

“Count-nim.”

and

He could see Cale.

and high areas to your mages. We will take

areas of

was where the winds were the wildest. It was difficult to fly through there with flight

The Count’s expression changed.

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

going to go underneath the

The line of death.

of Death had different parts

part started at the cliffs and went maybe tens to one hundred meters

was where the

see the rough river at the bottom of the

avoid that area if you

Cale was planning on going down

sir. We are

confident voice filled the area. The Count finally took

them had grim expressions

one who looked calm. That was

comment about how the Roan Kingdom would take care of the deep areas of the gorge was stuck on the Count's mind. He could

at

will leave it

then continued to speak to Cale in a

way for you to go down there. Let me know

Pen. This was the thought

to push off the magic

the Dragon's Rage deep in the

couldn’t let others know about

going to be doing the

had to do was sit back and watch.

opened his mouth to

we will

“Huh? Head off?”

toward

toward the gorge. The Count

You should move

you want the Northern Alliance to see what

The Count shut up.

The Wyvern Knights Brigade.

heard

was why time was of the essence. Those

seeing the gaze of the twenty-year-old young boy who was looking back

it

hurried forward and asked the Tigers who were

dangerous at

Gashan started to laugh.

“We prefer the night.”

nocturnal creatures. They had also only brought the best of their warriors, so it would be easy for them to

mages of the Breck Kingdom rushed toward

in front of the first cliff and

where to install the magic bombs and the bombs themselves. I

Count felt odd after seeing Cale still remaining respectful. He received

it to

could see

then immediately gave the

“Let’s go.”

was the moment

Plop. Plop.

robes all fell to

Warriors revealed themselves in their

“Ah.”

stepped back. The pressure

ruled over

hide their bodies that were shining black

these huge

Cale started to speak.

“Jump down.”

Grrrrr-

the only White

immediately

That was the beginning.

all charged toward the

people's attention. The golden rays of light started to

Boom! Boom! Boom!

started

were punching or kicking at

Grrrrr.