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.

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

not listen

should

it be. He is someone who at least cares

young

question. She laughed for a bit before

to worry about that person. The world’s strongest mage is

words had remained on his mind. Pen's gaze headed toward the feeble boy. The other

feeble boy flinched and turned away when they made

‘Is he the mage?’

question as he looked

opened up his arms

the magic bombs? We know more about the Gorge of Death and we are mages, so we will do

Count Ecross was serious.

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

I feel bad treating someone

while he was still standing on the teleportation magic circle, but time was of the essence.

Count kept his arms open

at

there more

could hear the voice of the mage responsible

Ooooooooong-

circle lit up once more. The Count looked toward

few more people

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

until the entire magic

Paaaat.

huge people

robes, but each of

“Mm.”

help but

at

Shhhhh.

in front took off his hood. An old man’s voice echoed in the

Gashan, the Tiger

Shhhhh.

other people took off their hoods

pairs of feline vertical pupils

before. However, he knew that they were

“Count-nim.”

flinched and turned

He could see Cale.

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

areas of

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

The Count’s expression changed.

installing magic bombs around the edge of the cliff, but

are going to go underneath

The line of death.

had different

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

was where

was the location you could see the rough river at the

needed to avoid that area if you did not want to

Cale was planning on

are

finally took the time to look

of them had grim expressions on their

looked calm. That was

about how the Roan Kingdom would take care of the deep areas of the gorge was stuck

was at that

leave

then continued to speak to

way for you to go down there. Let me

back to Pen. This was

to push off the magic bombs to

needed to install the Dragon's Rage deep in

let others know about that precious pillar

it’s not like I'm going to be doing

had to do was sit back and

his

will

“Huh? Head off?”

toward Cale in

headed toward the gorge.

You should move

want the Northern Alliance to see what we

The Count shut up.

The Wyvern Knights Brigade.

heard

the essence. Those wyverns were capable of

say anything after seeing the gaze of the twenty-year-old young boy who was looking back at him.

it

asked the Tigers

dangerous

Gashan started to laugh.

“We prefer the night.”

of their

the Breck

first cliff and passed a

of where to install the magic bombs

after seeing Cale still remaining respectful. He received the magic

leave it

Count could see Cale's confident

immediately gave

“Let’s go.”

moment

Plop. Plop.

black robes all fell to

themselves

“Ah.”

Count stepped back. The pressure was considerably higher compared

had ruled over a mountain

Tigers did not hide their bodies that were shining black and

huge warriors looked toward

Cale started to speak.

“Jump down.”

Grrrrr-

only White

then immediately jumped

That was the beginning.

all charged toward the bottom of the

the golden rays of light caught people's attention. The golden rays of light started

Boom! Boom! Boom!

started to

were punching or kicking at the

Grrrrr.