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

base. She was the one who ruled

the

Northern Alliance was expected to come via ships. That made the Ubarr territory

respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at all costs. That was why they were

think about the current

used respectful language to address

quietly stood there without

viscount scoffed at

single ancient power. The clueless citizens may

Cale with his hand

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

“I agree.”

the southeast and central

out a chuckle at

you laughing right

to stiffen up. Even if Cale was part

all had official

something they did not

had the

threw it onto the table. He was treating it as if it wasn’t much, no, it really

Clang!

to spin. It spun

Clang.

toward the silver

had the crest of the royal family

nobles had basic

silver plaque was related to control over the

does he

of the factions had not

nobles’ expressions

at the moment that they were all

win when

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

for

will always

to be that

will always win

Young master Silver Shield.

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

was a battle of

create

of spirit in

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

course, not

full of new

was why it had to be

It needs to absolutely

shield had to win no matter

was at

Boom!

his heart suddenly

‘What is going on?’

ancient power. One of the ancient powers

right. The shield

the owner of the Indestructible

was the voice

speak. Actually, this was the

started to speak in Cale's

I will win this time. It is

she

his anxiety at

the shield over his heart was

-- But I'm hungry.

almost started to

More, I need to

‘Again?

to eat more

Cale was calmly starting

to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his

starting to move. Although nothing was visible, that was

did you suddenly get

‘What is going on?’

his facial expression remained

at him as he turned toward the opened door. Cale

“Vice Captain.”

Captain Hilsman brought over a mage as soon as Cale called for

“Just what are you-”

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

fact that the noble had something to

video communication

shall I

the

“The palace.”

flinched at that

they could even connect

Beeeeeeep-

communication device started to

was an emergency call from the

a message for

delivered from the capital's plaza for everyone

mage broadcasted the call on one of the

could see the current king of the

Crossman was standing at the

prince Alberu Crossman and

“What?”

“What the..!”

shock as they stood up. What the hell was going

nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who had been

quietly sitting there with

was at that

call focused

still gave off the impression

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’