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

one who ruled over the land

that she had the strongest force in

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

and the central region had told their respective factions to draw the Ubarr liege to their

about the

used respectful

there without

viscount

he can protect the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens may call him young master Silver Shield, but what

then motioned toward Cale with his hand

with a bright future. I truly believe that he is

“I agree.”

of the southeast and central factions all nodded

out a chuckle at

you laughing right

stiffen up. Even if Cale was part of a Count's family, their factions

had official titles

something they did

the crown

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

Clang!

It spun until it moved to the center of

Clang.

toward the silver

the crest of the

nobles had

was related

he

leaders of each of the factions had not received this, so why was

nobles’ expressions started to

the moment that they were all silently focused on

think will win when a sword goes up

and gazed had changed. The respect was gone and all that

for the silent

always

to

always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

was planning on using this embarrassing nickname of his

a battle of spirit

to create that positive

sense of spirit in the hearts of the Roan

the northeast region. He was planning on creating

course, not including

full

had to be

It needs to

to win no matter

at that

Boom!

felt his heart suddenly beating

‘What is going on?’

the ancient power. One of the ancient powers was

right. The shield always

owner

the voice of the glutton

while since he had heard her speak.

to speak in

I lost back then, but I will win this

she talking

hid his anxiety at

over his heart was starting

-- But I'm hungry.

glutton priestess almost

I need

‘Again?

want to eat

Cale was calmly

I want to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

his heart beating

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

did you suddenly

‘What is going on?’

his

he turned toward the opened door. Cale

“Vice Captain.”

mage as soon

“Just what are you-”

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

ignored the fact that the noble had something to

video communication

shall I connect

answered the Vice Captain’s

“The palace.”

flinched

it was before they

Beeeeeeep-

video communication device

was an emergency call from the

was a message

was currently being delivered from the capital's plaza for

broadcasted the call on one of the walls of the

current king

Crossman was standing at the plaza. He started to

over to crown prince Alberu Crossman and will

“What?”

“What the..!”

as they stood

the southwest and northwest factions who

see them quietly sitting

was at

call focused

the impression of the gentle and

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’