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 on

ruled over the land and sea

meant that she had the strongest

Alliance was expected to come via ships. That made

the Ubarr liege to

you think about the current

Ubarr liege used respectful

there without

old viscount

is young. It isn't as if he can protect the entire northeast region with a single ancient power. The clueless citizens

toward Cale with his hand as if to

truly believe that he is an amazing young man. However, this

“I agree.”

nobles of the southeast and central factions all

out a

laughing right

heads started to stiffen up. Even if Cale was part of a Count's family, their factions had Marquis

all had official

something

the

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

Clang!

It spun until it moved

Clang.

toward the silver

had the crest of the

of these nobles had basic knowledge about

related to control

does he have

each of the factions had

nobles’ expressions started

was at the moment that they were all silently focused on the

you think will win when a sword goes

out 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 down

for the

always be

had to be

shield will always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

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

battle of spirit

needed to create that positive

sense of spirit in the hearts of the Roan Kingdom's

northeast region. He

not including

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

was why it had to be

to

had to win

was at

Boom!

felt his heart

‘What is going on?’

ancient power. One of the ancient powers was

You are right. The

the owner of

voice

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

speak in

back then, but I will win this time.

she

anxiety

the tattoo of the shield over his heart was starting to

-- But I'm hungry.

almost started to

More, I need to

‘Again?

she want to

was calmly starting

to eat other

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

could feel his

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

you suddenly

‘What is going on?’

his facial expression

he turned toward the

“Vice Captain.”

mage as soon as Cale

“Just what are you-”

started to frown. However, the nobles tied to the southwest region and

the fact that the noble had something

the video

I connect you

answered the Vice

“The palace.”

flinched

was before they could

Beeeeeeep-

communication device started to glow

emergency call from

was a message for all

being delivered from the capital's plaza for everyone

the call on one of

could see the current king of the

was standing at the plaza. He started

turn all duties over to crown prince Alberu Crossman and

“What?”

“What the..!”

expressed their shock as they stood up.

toward the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who

see them quietly

at

focused

off the impression of the gentle and just prince,

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’