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

one who ruled over the land and sea with the naval

she had the strongest

via ships. That made

central region had told their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at all costs. That was why they

the current situation, young master

used respectful

stood there without responding

viscount scoffed

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 what would a

his hand as if to say,

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

“I agree.”

and central factions all

let out a

laughing

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

all had official titles unlike

something they did not

the

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

Clang!

started to spin. It spun

Clang.

looked toward the

had the crest of

nobles had basic

silver plaque was related

he

of each of the factions had not received this, so why was this

expressions started to

was at the moment that they were all silently

think will win when a sword goes up

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

for the

will always

to be

shield will always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

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

battle of spirit

needed to create that positive

of spirit in the hearts of the Roan Kingdom's

northeast region. He was planning on creating

not

Kingdom that would be full of new heroes would forget about young master Silver

was why it had to be this

It needs to

had to win

was at that

Boom!

his heart suddenly beating

‘What is going on?’

was the ancient power. One of the ancient

right. The shield always

owner of the Indestructible

was the voice of the glutton

a while since he had heard her speak. Actually, this was the

to speak in Cale's

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

she

his anxiety at this unexpected

the shield over his heart was starting to heat

-- But I'm hungry.

almost

More, I need to

‘Again?

she want to eat more

was when Cale was calmly starting

I want to

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

his heart

to move. Although nothing was visible, that was what

did you

‘What is going on?’

his facial expression

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

“Vice Captain.”

a mage as soon

“Just what are you-”

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

the fact that the noble had something to

the video

I

answered the Vice Captain’s

“The palace.”

nobles flinched

it was before they could even

Beeeeeeep-

video communication device started to

an emergency call

was a message for all

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

one of the walls of the

the current king

at the

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

“What?”

“What the..!”

their shock as they

went toward the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who had

see them quietly sitting there with pale

at

call focused on

the impression of the

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’