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 gazes

ruled over the

the strongest force in

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

their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their side at

about the current situation, young master

Ubarr liege used respectful

quietly stood there without responding right

old viscount

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,

with his hand as if

that he is an amazing young man. However,

“I agree.”

nobles of the southeast and

out a chuckle

you laughing right

up. Even

they all had official titles

there was something they did not

had the crown

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 to

Clang!

hit the table and started to spin. It spun

Clang.

looked toward the

crest of the royal

these nobles had basic knowledge

was related to

he

the leaders of each of the factions had not received

nobles’ expressions started

at the moment that they were all silently focused on

will win when

Cale's mouth. However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was

for

always be the

to

always win

Young master Silver Shield.

nickname of his to his advantage.

was a battle of

needed to create

instill a strong sense of spirit in the hearts

region. He was planning on creating heroes for the Roan

not

war, the Roan Kingdom that would be full of new heroes would forget about young master

was why it had to be

It needs to

had to

was at

Boom!

felt his heart

‘What is going on?’

ancient power. One of the ancient powers was starting to

You are right. The shield always

was the owner

voice of the glutton

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

to speak in Cale's

but I will

is she

his anxiety at this

tattoo of the shield over his heart was starting

-- But I'm hungry.

almost

need

‘Again?

want to eat

Cale was

I want to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his heart

Shield was starting to move. Although nothing was visible, that was what Cale

did you

‘What is going on?’

However, his

the nobles who were looking at him as he turned

“Vice Captain.”

Hilsman brought over a mage

“Just what are you-”

tied to the southwest region

fact that the noble had

video

I connect you

answered the

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at that

it was before they could even

Beeeeeeep-

video communication device started to

an emergency

a message for

currently being delivered from the capital's

broadcasted the call on one

see the current king of

standing at the plaza. He started

over to crown prince Alberu Crossman

“What?”

“What the..!”

they stood up. What the

southwest and northwest factions who had been quiet this whole

see them quietly sitting there

at that

focused on Alberu

the impression of

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’