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

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

had the strongest force in the northeast

come via ships. That made the

leaders of the southeast region and the central region had told their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to

the

liege used respectful language to

stood there

viscount scoffed at

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

motioned toward Cale with his hand as if to

master Cale is someone with a bright future. I truly believe that he is an

“I agree.”

southeast and central factions all nodded

a

laughing

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

had official titles unlike

there was something

the

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

Clang!

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

Clang.

toward the silver

crest of the royal

had basic knowledge

plaque was related to control

he have

the factions had

nobles’ expressions started to

moment that they were all silently focused on

you think will win when

were 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

will always be

had to

shield will always

Young master Silver Shield.

using this embarrassing nickname of his to his advantage. Showmanship was important

battle of spirit

create

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

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

not

the war, the Roan Kingdom that would be full

it had to

needs to absolutely

to win no

at

Boom!

felt his heart

‘What is going on?’

One of the ancient

right. The shield

was the owner of the

voice of the glutton

had heard her speak. Actually, this

started to speak in Cale's

back then, but I will win this time.

is she

his anxiety at

of the shield over his heart was starting to

-- But I'm hungry.

priestess almost started to

need to

‘Again?

want to eat more

Cale was calmly starting to

want to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his

move. Although nothing was visible, that

why did you suddenly get

‘What is going on?’

his

the nobles who were looking at him as he turned toward the opened door. Cale was

“Vice Captain.”

over a mage as soon as Cale called for

“Just what are you-”

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

the fact that the noble had something

video

shall I

the

“The palace.”

flinched at

it was before they could even connect

Beeeeeeep-

communication device started to glow

emergency call

was a message for all

delivered from the

call on one of the walls of the

the current king of the Roan

at the plaza. He

duties over to crown prince Alberu

“What?”

“What the..!”

the nobles expressed their shock as they stood up. What

the southwest and northwest factions who had been

them quietly

at

call focused

crown prince, who still gave off the impression of

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’