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

who ruled over the land and sea

that she had the strongest force in the northeast

was expected to come via ships. That

leaders of the southeast region and the central region had told their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at all costs. That was why they were all focused on what she

about the current situation, young master

liege used respectful

there without responding

old viscount scoffed

protect the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may call him young master Silver Shield, but what would a young

Cale with his hand

that he is an amazing young man. However,

“I agree.”

and central factions

a chuckle at that

laughing right

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

they all had

there was something they did

the crown behind

threw it 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 to the center of

Clang.

looked toward the

had the crest of the

had basic knowledge about this

related to

he have

of each of the factions had not received this,

nobles’ expressions started to

that they were all

will win when a sword

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

for the silent

always be the

to

shield will always win from

Young master Silver Shield.

on using this embarrassing nickname of his to his

battle

needed to create that positive

needed to instill a strong sense of spirit in the hearts of the

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

not including

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

it had to be

It needs to

to win no matter

at that

Boom!

felt his heart suddenly beating

‘What is going on?’

power. One of the ancient powers was starting to

are right.

the owner of the

the voice

heard her speak. Actually,

to speak in

then, but I will win

she talking

hid his anxiety at

the tattoo of the shield over his heart was starting

-- But I'm hungry.

almost

More, I need to eat

‘Again?

she want to eat

when Cale was calmly starting

to

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

feel his heart beating

Shield was starting to move. Although nothing was

why did you

‘What is going on?’

confused. However, his

not even look at the nobles who were looking at him as he turned toward the opened door.

“Vice Captain.”

over a mage as

“Just what are you-”

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

that the noble

video communication

shall I

the

“The palace.”

flinched

was before they could even connect the

Beeeeeeep-

communication device

an emergency call from the

was a message for

from the capital's

mage broadcasted the call on one of the

the current king

at the plaza. He started to

to crown prince Alberu Crossman and

“What?”

“What the..!”

they stood up. What the hell was going

the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who had been

could see them quietly sitting there with

at that

call focused

off the impression of the gentle and just prince, started to

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’