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.”

focused their gazes

ruled over the land and sea with the naval

the strongest force

was expected to come via ships. That

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

you think about the

used respectful language to

stood there

viscount scoffed at

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 young teenager like him

with his hand as if to

I truly believe that he is an amazing young man. However,

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central factions all

let out a chuckle at that

laughing right

Even if Cale was part of a Count's family, their factions had

they all had official titles

something they

the crown

took a silver plaque out of his chest pocket and threw it onto the table. He

Clang!

spun until

Clang.

toward

of the

had

plaque was related to control

he

had not received

nobles’ expressions started

at the moment that they were all silently focused on

win when a

changed. The respect was gone and

answered for the silent

will always

had to be

will always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

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

was a battle

needed to create

spirit in the

had decided to start that plan from the northeast region. He was planning

not including

that would be full

was why it had to

to absolutely be

had to win

at that

Boom!

his heart suddenly

‘What is going on?’

the ancient power. One of the ancient powers

right.

the owner of

the voice of the

her speak.

started to speak

I lost back then, but I will win

is she

his anxiety at

the tattoo of the shield over his heart was

-- But I'm hungry.

priestess almost started

I need to eat

‘Again?

want to eat

was

I want to eat other people’s

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

feel his heart

nothing was visible, that was what

why did you suddenly get

‘What is going on?’

was confused. However, his facial expression

he turned toward the opened door. Cale was using the Dominating Aura at its

“Vice Captain.”

Hilsman brought over a mage as

“Just what are you-”

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

that the noble

video communication

shall I

answered the Vice Captain’s

“The palace.”

flinched at

it was before they could

Beeeeeeep-

device started to

emergency call from

message for all

was currently being delivered from the

one of the walls of

the current king

standing at the plaza.

will turn all duties over to crown prince Alberu Crossman

“What?”

“What the..!”

their shock as they stood up.

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

quietly

at that

call focused on

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

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’