Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 195: Destroying it! (4)

Tap.

Tap.

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 on

who ruled over the land and sea

had the strongest

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

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

you think about the current situation,

used respectful language

stood there

old viscount

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

then motioned toward Cale with his hand as if to say, ‘no

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

“I agree.”

nobles of the southeast and central factions all

out a

laughing right

nodding their heads started to stiffen up. Even if Cale

all had official titles unlike

there was something they did

had the crown behind

a silver plaque out of his chest pocket and threw it onto the table. He

Clang!

started to spin. It spun until it moved to the center of

Clang.

looked toward the

had the crest of the royal family

these nobles had

was related

does he have

leaders of each of the factions had not

expressions

at the moment that they were all silently focused

will win when a sword goes up

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

for the

will always

had to

always win from here

Young master Silver Shield.

planning on using this embarrassing nickname of his to his

battle of spirit

to create

of spirit in the hearts of

region. He was planning on creating heroes for

not including

would be full of new

why it had to

needs to

had to

was at that

Boom!

his heart

‘What is going on?’

ancient power. One of the ancient powers was

are right. The

was the owner

the voice of

while since he had heard her speak. Actually, this was the first

speak in

then, but I will win this time.

she talking

anxiety at this

shield over his heart was starting to heat

-- But I'm hungry.

priestess almost started to

need to eat

‘Again?

to

was when Cale was calmly starting to

to eat

‘What?’

Boom! Boom!

feel his

was starting to move. Although nothing was visible,

why did you

‘What is going on?’

his facial

nobles who were looking at him as he turned toward the opened door. Cale was using the Dominating Aura

“Vice Captain.”

a mage as soon

“Just what are you-”

However, the nobles tied to the southwest region and the northwest region all continued to look toward Cale with

fact that

video communication

shall I connect

answered the Vice Captain’s

“The palace.”

flinched

they could even connect

Beeeeeeep-

communication device

was an emergency

was a message for all

being delivered from the capital's plaza

mage broadcasted the call on one of

the current king of the

the plaza. He started

to crown prince Alberu Crossman and will

“What?”

“What the..!”

they stood

went toward the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who had

see them quietly sitting there with pale

was at that

focused

the impression of the gentle

Turn on the video.

‘Video?’