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

the one who ruled over the land and sea with the naval

that she had the strongest

Northern Alliance was expected to come via ships. That made

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

you think about the current situation, young

respectful

there without responding

viscount scoffed

the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may call him young master Silver

with his hand as if to say, ‘no

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

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central

let out a

you laughing

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

had official titles unlike

something they did

the crown behind

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

Clang!

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

Clang.

looked toward the silver

had the crest of the royal family on

these nobles had basic

silver plaque was related to

does he have

the factions had not received this,

nobles’ expressions started

that they were all silently focused on

do you think will win when a sword goes up

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

answered for

will always be the

had to be that

shield will always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

embarrassing nickname of his to his

battle of

create that positive

of spirit in the hearts of the Roan

to start that plan from the northeast region. He was planning on creating

not including

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

was why it had to be

needs to

to win no matter

was at that

Boom!

heart suddenly beating

‘What is going on?’

was the ancient power. One of the ancient powers was

You are right.

was the owner

was the voice of

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

started to speak in Cale's

I lost back then, but I

is she talking

hid his anxiety at this unexpected

of the shield over his

-- But I'm hungry.

almost started

More, I need

‘Again?

she want to

when Cale was calmly

want to

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

feel his heart beating

starting to move. Although nothing

you

‘What is going on?’

confused. However, his facial expression

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

“Vice Captain.”

brought over a mage as

“Just what are you-”

the nobles tied to the southwest

fact that the noble had something to

video

I connect you

answered the Vice

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at

was before they could even connect the

Beeeeeeep-

device started

was an emergency call

a message for

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

broadcasted the call on one of the

the current king of the Roan

Crossman was standing at the plaza.

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

“What?”

“What the..!”

as they stood up. What

nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who had been quiet this

see them quietly

at that

call focused on

gave off the impression of the gentle and just prince,

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’