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.”

their

the one who ruled over

had the strongest force

Northern Alliance was expected to come via ships. That made the Ubarr territory even more

region had told their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side

do you think about the

liege used respectful

there

viscount scoffed at

with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may call him young master Silver Shield, but what

then motioned toward Cale with his hand as if

bright future. I truly believe that he is an amazing young man. However, this is something for experienced people like us to deal

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central factions all nodded their

a

you laughing

been nodding their heads started to stiffen up. Even if Cale was part of

all had official

was something they did

had the

chest pocket and threw it onto the table. He was treating it as if it wasn’t much, no,

Clang!

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

Clang.

looked toward

had the crest of the royal family on

of these nobles had basic knowledge

related to control over the

he have

the factions had not

expressions started

that they were

you think will win when

of Cale's mouth. However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was gone

for

always

had to be that

always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

embarrassing nickname of his to his advantage. Showmanship

a battle of spirit to

to create that

sense of spirit in the hearts

the northeast region. He

course, not

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

it had

needs to absolutely be this

shield had to win

at that

Boom!

felt his heart suddenly beating

‘What is going on?’

One of the ancient

right. The shield

was the owner of the

voice of the

while since he had heard her speak. Actually,

speak in Cale's

but I will

she talking

anxiety at this

the tattoo of the shield over his heart was starting to heat

-- But I'm hungry.

glutton priestess almost started to

need

‘Again?

want to eat

was when Cale was calmly starting

want to eat other people’s

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

feel his heart

Shield was starting to move. Although nothing was visible, that was what Cale

did you suddenly

‘What is going on?’

was confused. However, his facial

who were looking at him as he turned

“Vice Captain.”

over a mage as soon

“Just what are you-”

the nobles tied to the southwest region and the northwest region

naturally ignored the fact that the noble had something to

video

I

the

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at

before they

Beeeeeeep-

video communication device started

emergency call

was a message for

delivered from the capital's plaza for

on one of

current

at the plaza. He

crown prince Alberu Crossman and will

“What?”

“What the..!”

they stood up. What

the southwest and northwest factions

them quietly sitting there with

was at

focused

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

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’