Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 195: Destroying it! (4)

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He stopped walking.

He was in front of a long oval table. The head seat was reserved for Count Henituse.

Cale stood there, but did not sit down.

His gaze headed toward young master Eric’s father, Count Wheelsman, as he greeted him with his eyes.

He had already discussed things with Count Wheelsman.

Human.

Raon started to speak into Cale's mind. Raon had arrived here first.

Those shits talked badly about you. It is amazing. Do they not want to live?

‘What a vicious six-year-old.’

Contrary to his thoughts, Cale's expression was calm.

He calmly looked down at the group.

“Ahem, hem.”

Some of the nobles started to let out some fake coughs. It was because they felt uncomfortable having a young master like Cale looking down at them.

It was at that moment.

A viscount who was known to be part of Marquis Ailan’s faction, the Marquis who was said to be ruling the southeast region in secret, started to speak.

“The Northern Indomitable Alliance will target the Roan Kingdom.”

He was known to be a pretty intelligent and respectful noble. He did not seem to be ignoring Cale as he looked back and forth between Cale and Count Wheelsman.

“The northwest region has banded together around Marquis Stan. The southwest region is said to be spending a lot of money and manpower with the new Duke, Duke Antonio Gyerre, at the center.”

The viscount’s gaze headed toward the Ubarr liege.

Everybody knew about the naval base being built in the Ubarr territory. It was a location that the crown prince’s influence had reached.

However, neither the viscount nor the other nobles knew that the naval base was somewhere that the Henituse household had a strong influence in.

“Ahem, although we have the naval base in the Ubarr territory, isn’t it not ready yet? Finally, the southeast region is going to move around Marquis Ailan.”

The nobles that were part of the capital's faction glared toward Marquis Ailan's faction’s viscount.

“Marquis Ailan's territory is known as having the strongest and largest Knights Brigade in the Roan Kingdom.”

Ailan was currently the Roan Kingdom’s greatest swordsman.

The viscount started to smile.

“Our northeast region needs somewhere to center ourselves around. Wouldn’t it be best to follow such a knights-centric region since we are going against the Land of Knights? Young master Cale, doesn’t Count Henituse agree with our sentiments?”

The viscount's gaze headed toward Cale who was still standing up.

He had heard about how the Henituse territory had fortified its castle walls, however, he had not heard anything else from the territory.

The Henituse household currently did not have any justification for the others to center around them.

It was at that moment.

“We have to think ahead.”

The eldest viscount started to speak. This old man who turned 80 years old this year was part of the capital’s central faction.

"We need to align ourselves with the strongest area. To be blunt, the northeast region needs somewhere to lean on. It is difficult to deal with on our own.”

The old man's egotistic gaze headed toward Cale.

“While young master Silver Shield may be reliable, reality is different.”

The old man was trying to convince them with, ‘reality.’

“We need to align ourselves with Duke Orsena in the central region in order to have things go smoothly.”

In the end, he was telling them to align with the central region.

While war was a time when heroes were born and new powers were created, it was also a mess you had to survive through.

The barons and viscounts all wanted to be heroes.

“Most importantly, we need to align with the central region that is the closest to the crown in order to increase our chances of survival.”

“The knights and infantry are strongest in the southeast region.”

“Ahem. You should listen to this old man's experience, viscount.”

Of course, these barons and viscounts wanted to be the heroes for their factions, not for the kingdom.

Human, are they idiots? Wouldn't there be no nobles if the Roan Kingdom is destroyed?

‘Of course.’

Cale agreed with Raon's statement.

That was why he was looking around.

He was looking to see which nobles accurately interpreted the current situation, even if they aligned themselves with the southeast region or the central region.

That was the reason he was dealing with such useless nonsense.

Cale made eye contact with someone at that moment.

It was the Ubarr liege, young lady Amiru's mother. Her gaze was focused on Cale.

The other nobles started to raise their voices at that moment.

“What would a barely thirty-year-old viscount know? War is experience. I wish to listen to someone with experience.”

“Does the crown or the central region have any strength? Logically speaking, we will only survive if we stick to the strongest group!”

“He is right. It would be best to stick to the southeast region since we are on the same eastern region.”

The Ubarr liege started to speak through the chaotic table.

“Young master Cale.”

focused their gazes on

naval base. She was the one who ruled over the land and sea with the

she had the strongest force in the

the Northern Alliance was expected to come via ships. That made

factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at all costs. That

do you think about the current situation,

Ubarr liege used respectful language to

stood there without

viscount scoffed

isn't as if he can protect the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The

Cale with his hand as if to say, ‘no

that he is

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central factions all

let out a chuckle

laughing right

started to stiffen up. Even if Cale was part of

they all had official titles unlike

there was something they did not

the

table. He was treating it as if it wasn’t

Clang!

table and started to spin. It spun until it moved to the center of the

Clang.

toward the

of the royal family on

nobles had basic knowledge

silver plaque was related to control over the

he have

factions had not received this,

nobles’ expressions started to

the moment that they were all silently focused on the

when a sword goes up against a

coming out of Cale's mouth. However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was gone and all that was left

for the silent

always

had to

shield will always win

Young master Silver Shield.

this embarrassing nickname of his to his advantage. Showmanship was

battle of spirit to

to create

sense of spirit in the hearts of the Roan Kingdom's

region. He was planning on creating heroes for the Roan

course, not

Roan Kingdom that would be full of new heroes would forget about young master

was why it had to

needs to

shield had to win no matter

at

Boom!

felt his heart suddenly

‘What is going on?’

of the ancient powers was starting to

You are right. The shield

was the owner of the Indestructible

voice of the glutton

had heard her speak. Actually, this

to speak in Cale's

lost back then, but I will

is she talking

anxiety

over his heart was starting to heat

-- But I'm hungry.

glutton priestess almost started

I need to eat

‘Again?

she want to eat more

when Cale was

to eat other

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his heart beating

Although nothing

did you suddenly get

‘What is going on?’

However, his

who were looking at him as he turned

“Vice Captain.”

a mage as soon as Cale

“Just what are you-”

the other nobles started to frown. However, the nobles tied to

that the noble had

video communication

I connect you

answered the

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at

they could even connect the

Beeeeeeep-

communication device started

was an emergency call from the

a message for

was currently being delivered from the capital's

broadcasted the call on one of the walls

see the current king

Crossman was standing at the plaza. He started to

duties over to crown prince Alberu Crossman

“What?”

“What the..!”

they stood up. What the hell was going

of the southwest and northwest factions who had been quiet this

see them quietly sitting there

at

call focused on

still gave off the impression of the gentle and just prince, started

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’