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

base. She was the one who ruled

that she had the strongest force in the

was expected to come via ships. That made the

draw the Ubarr liege

about the current situation,

respectful language

stood there

viscount scoffed at

northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens

toward Cale with his hand as if to say,

he is an amazing young man. However, this is something for experienced people like us to

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central factions all nodded their

out a chuckle at that

you laughing right

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

they all had official titles unlike

something

had the crown

onto the table. He was treating it as if it wasn’t much, no, it really wasn’t much

Clang!

spin. It spun until it moved

Clang.

looked toward

the crest of the royal

of these nobles had basic knowledge about

silver plaque was related to control over

does he have

leaders of each of the factions had not

nobles’ expressions started to

that they were all silently focused on the silver

do you think will win when a sword goes

mouth. However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was gone and all that was left was a cold gaze that was looking down on

answered for the

will always be

had to

always

Young master Silver Shield.

planning on using this embarrassing nickname of his to his advantage.

was a battle

create

to instill a strong sense of spirit

northeast region. He was planning on

not

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

it had to be this

needs to

shield had to

at

Boom!

heart

‘What is going on?’

of the ancient powers was starting to

right.

the owner of

was the voice of the

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

speak in

I will

she talking

his anxiety at this unexpected

over his

-- But I'm hungry.

priestess almost started to

More, I need to

‘Again?

to eat more

was

want to eat other

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

his heart beating

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

did you

‘What is going on?’

confused. However, his facial expression remained

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

“Vice Captain.”

a mage as

“Just what are you-”

other nobles started to frown. However, the nobles tied to the southwest region and the

ignored the fact that the noble had

the video

shall I

answered the Vice Captain’s

“The palace.”

nobles flinched

was before they could even

Beeeeeeep-

device

emergency call from the

was a message for

being delivered from the capital's plaza

one

could see the current king

at the plaza. He

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

“What?”

“What the..!”

as they stood up. What the

went toward the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions

quietly

was at that

call focused on

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

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’