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

who ruled over

that she had the strongest force in the

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

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

the current situation, young master

Ubarr liege used respectful language to

quietly stood there without responding

viscount scoffed at

with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may

then motioned toward Cale with his hand as

someone with a bright future. I truly believe that he is an amazing young man. However, this is something for experienced people like us

“I agree.”

nobles of the southeast and

let out a

laughing

of the nobles who had been nodding their heads started to stiffen up. Even if

had

was something they did

had the

it onto the table. He was treating it as if it wasn’t much,

Clang!

It spun

Clang.

toward

crest of the royal

these nobles had basic knowledge about this

was related to control over

does he

of the factions had not

nobles’ expressions

moment that they were

when a

changed. The respect was gone and all that was left was a cold gaze that

for the silent

will always be the

to

shield will always win from

Young master Silver Shield.

nickname of

was a battle

to create that positive

instill a strong sense of spirit

the northeast region. He was planning on creating

course, not including

be full of new

it had to be this

needs to absolutely be

had to

at

Boom!

his heart suddenly

‘What is going on?’

of the ancient powers was starting

are right. The shield always

was the owner of the

was the voice of the

had heard her speak. Actually, this was the first

to speak

back then, but I will win

she

anxiety at this unexpected

of the shield over his heart was starting

-- But I'm hungry.

almost

I need

‘Again?

to eat more

Cale was calmly

want to

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his heart

to move. Although nothing was visible, that was what

did you suddenly get

‘What is going on?’

was confused. However, his

not even look at the nobles who were looking at him as he turned toward the opened door. Cale was

“Vice Captain.”

Hilsman brought over a mage as soon as Cale

“Just what are you-”

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

the fact that the noble had something

video

I connect you

answered the

“The palace.”

nobles flinched at that

before they

Beeeeeeep-

device

an emergency call from

was a message

from the capital's plaza for

on one of the walls of the

see the current king of

Crossman was standing at the

Crossman, will turn all duties over to crown prince Alberu Crossman and will pass

“What?”

“What the..!”

shock as they stood up. What the

of the southwest and northwest factions who

see them quietly sitting

at that

call focused on Alberu

gave off the impression of the gentle

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’