Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 195: Destroying it! (4)

Tap.

Tap.

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.”

their

base. She was the one who ruled over the land

that she had the strongest force in the

via ships. That made the Ubarr

to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at all costs. That was why they were all focused on what she

the current

Ubarr liege used respectful

there without responding right

viscount scoffed at

liege, young master Cale is young. It isn't as if he can protect the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may call him young master Silver Shield, but

toward Cale with his hand as if to say,

young master Cale is someone with a bright future. I truly believe that he is an amazing young man. However, this is something for

“I agree.”

and central factions all nodded their

out a

laughing right

heads started to stiffen up. Even if Cale was part of a Count's family,

had official titles unlike

there was something they

the

chest pocket and threw it onto the table. He was treating it as if

Clang!

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

Clang.

looked toward

of the

these nobles had basic

was related to

he have

of the factions had not received

nobles’ expressions started to

were all silently focused on the

win when

However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was gone and all that was left was a

answered for

will always be

had to be that

will always win

Young master Silver Shield.

planning on using this embarrassing nickname of his

battle of spirit

to create

of spirit in

northeast region. He was planning on creating heroes for the Roan Kingdom that

not including

would be full of new heroes would

was why it had to

It needs to absolutely

shield had to win no matter

at that

Boom!

his heart suddenly

‘What is going on?’

of the ancient powers was

right. The shield always

the owner of the

the voice of the

heard her speak. Actually, this was the first time since

to speak in Cale's

I lost back then, but I will win this time. It

is she

anxiety at

shield over his

-- But I'm hungry.

glutton priestess almost started to

need to eat

‘Again?

she want to

was when Cale was

to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his heart beating

move. Although nothing was visible, that was what Cale was

you

‘What is going on?’

was confused. However, his facial

nobles who were looking at him as he turned

“Vice Captain.”

over a mage as soon as Cale

“Just what are you-”

the other nobles started to frown. However, the nobles tied to the southwest region and the northwest region all continued to look toward Cale with pale

that the noble had something to

video communication

shall I connect you

the

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at that

was before they could

Beeeeeeep-

device

was an emergency call from the

was a message

this message was currently being delivered from the capital's plaza for everyone to

the call on one of the walls of the

could see the current king

was standing at the plaza. He

turn all duties over to crown prince Alberu Crossman and will pass the throne over to him

“What?”

“What the..!”

shock as they stood up.

the southwest and northwest factions who had been quiet

quietly sitting there with pale

was at

call focused on Alberu

still gave off the impression of the gentle and

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’