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

ruled over

had the strongest force in the northeast

to come via ships. That

the Ubarr liege to their side

think about the current situation,

liege used respectful

quietly stood there

old viscount scoffed

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

then motioned toward Cale with his hand as

that he is an amazing young man. However, this is something for

“I agree.”

southeast and central factions

out a chuckle at that

you laughing right

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

they all had

there was something they did

had the crown

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

Clang!

plaque hit the table and started to spin. It spun until it

Clang.

looked toward the

crest of

these nobles had basic knowledge

silver plaque was related to control over

he have

of each of the factions had not received this, so

expressions started

was at the moment that they were

you think will win when a

The respect was gone and all that was left was a cold gaze that was looking

for the

always be

had to

will always win from

Young master Silver Shield.

on using this embarrassing nickname of his to his

a battle

needed to create that

sense of spirit

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

not

would be full of new

it had to

needs to

had to

at that

Boom!

heart

‘What is going on?’

of the ancient

are right.

owner

voice

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

to speak in Cale's

I

is she talking

anxiety

tattoo of the shield over his

-- But I'm hungry.

glutton priestess almost started

I need

‘Again?

to

when Cale was calmly starting

I want to

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his heart beating

Although nothing was visible,

you suddenly

‘What is going on?’

confused. However, his facial

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

“Vice Captain.”

Hilsman brought over a mage as soon as Cale

“Just what are you-”

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

fact that the noble

the video communication

I connect

the Vice

“The palace.”

nobles flinched

they

Beeeeeeep-

communication device started

an emergency call from the

message for all

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

one of the walls of

the current king of the Roan

was standing at the

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

“What?”

“What the..!”

shock as they

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

could see them quietly sitting there with pale

at that

focused on Alberu

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

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’