Trash of the Count's Family
Chapter 229
It became completely quiet at that moment. However, that silence was soon broken by someone’s loud laughter.
“Hahaha! You're going to capture me and beat me up? Ahahaha, ah, you are really funny bastards.”
Boom. The large axe on his arm slammed down on the ground. The bandit leader started to glare at Cale.
“I hate weaklings who boss other people around the most.”
He was from somewhere that kept slaves locked up and made them fight.
The Gladiator Arena.
It was the place he had to fight against his sworn younger brother. His younger brother had made him smile up to the day of the fight.
The bandit leader had to survive at the arena since he was 12 years old.
The bastards that made him fight against his sworn younger brother were weaklings who only gave orders with their fingers.
“It feels good when I kill those types of bastards!”
His large body started to move.
“Gasp!”
The bandit who Cale was consoling gasped after seeing the bandit leader heading over toward him with the large axe. The axe was the size of an average adult.
It was the symbol of the bandit leader’s immense strength as well as a source of fear for the others. Even merchants would get scared when they saw this axe.
‘A, am I going to die? Do I need to dodge?’
All sorts of thoughts clashed in the bandit’s head as he felt his body freeze up. However, he heard someone's voice at that moment.
“What nonsense are you talking about?”
The bandit turned his head.
He could see a look of being unfairly judged on the face of the red-haired man.
‘He thinks it is an unfair judgment?’
The bandit found it to be odd, but Cale truly felt he was wronged.
‘Only sit back and give orders?’
Cale wished he had such a life. Why would he come all the way to the Eastern continent if he could live that way? He would roll in bed and never get up.
Cale was more emotional than ever from feeling wronged as he reached his hand out.
Baaaaang!
A loud explosion echoed through the mountain.
The bandit looked forward with his jaws dropped in shock. He could see Cale. He could also see the shield coming out of Cale's body.
The axe was blocked by the shield.
It did not manage to even leave a tiny scratch on the shield.
The bandit leader put some more strength into his hands.
He could see the red-haired man looking at him from the other side of the shield. He didn’t know if this shield was made of magic or something else, however, his palm became numb the moment his axe struck it.
He was born with a naturally gifted body. That was why he had never felt pain or that he did not have enough strength. He was even able to win against most middle-grade knights. However, he felt that his strength was lacking for the first time in his life.
The corners of his mouth started to go up.
“Hehehe.”
He could see the cold gaze of the man on the other side of the shield.
Yes, it was this feeling.
Gladiator.
There was something that allowed someone like him who could originally not even lift a sword to rise up from the bottom.
It was not his gifted strength but this sensation.
The type of excitement you feel when you are walking on a tightrope.
In the end, he had killed that sworn brother of his. He had felt sorrow as well as excitement the moment he killed his sworn brother. There was the sorrow that he was now alone. However, there was the excitement that he had won against his sworn brother who was stronger than him.
He had realized that he was a crazy bastard.
“Hehehe.”
A bright smile appeared on his face.
“You weren’t a weakling. You were strong as well.”
He could see the red-haired man opening his mouth to speak.
“You can’t even reach his ankles.”
‘What?’
Cale continued on as the bandit leader’s eyes became full of confusion.
feel sorry for
‘Who?’
opponent was talking about someone else when he was standing right
at
felt something behind his
started to
leader flinched as he
was already too
“Ugh!”
choking him. The man with the white glove easily pulled his
to the side. He could see a man’s gaze as his body fell to
and annoyance in
spotless as he held a greatsword in
calmly asked the bandit
“Have you washed lately?”
“What bullshit- ugh!”
Pow!
falling down was slammed to the side. The side of the dagger had
Baaaaang!
body slammed against
The ground is shaking! Hold
“Hey, hold onto me!”
on
Anxiety, shock, and fear.
did not care as he looked toward Cale. Cale opened his mouth
“Two more hits.”
and put on a new pair of
“Ugh.”
raised himself up from the ground. There was a giant dent in the shape of his body on the wooden fence. But as someone who was born with a naturally gifted physique,
organs were still shaken up from
“What the hell?”
was evident on the bandit
was more shaken up than his internal organs that were still shaking
be this strong. He looked toward Beacrox who was approaching him and clenched his axe once again. His hands
would such strong people show up at
needed to defeat these strong individuals. He could feel that excitement again if he could do
hand, Cale let
is definitely the
leader as he and Toonka seemed to be the same type of person, however, this
why
isn’t Beacrox
are you asking such an obvious
responded to Ron’s obvious question as
talented in using his
was the opposite as he used
using
silently even
and clean as his outfit. His style was fancier than
he
knew the places on the human body that would
style was a combination of
Baaaaang!
be heard. Cale could see the axe flying
Pow!
“That’s two.”
“Ugh!”
leader fell forward after being hit in the back. Anger and intense pain were
felt weak. He
he had done as a
a handful of dirt before his body hit the
matter if it was unfair. It
bandit leader made eye contact with Beacrox and his
“Huh?”
He sounded shocked.
bandit leader
at least do this to deserve the title
flung toward Beacrox's eyes. He felt as if he needed to
dirt was thrown into the air as the bandit leader’s body
Boom.
noise, however, the bandit leader laughed on the ground as he looked toward Beacrox who was covered in dirt. The originally spotless noble-like
the red-haired man’s voice once more
feel sorry for
‘What?’
moment the bandit leader felt
wish to
dirt-covered Beacrox’s vicious eyes
“W, what?!”
turn stiff after seeing the new vicious look in Beacrox’s eyes. The large sword
Puuk.
was stabbed deep into the ground as Beacrox’s angry eyes continued to stare at the
took off his white
Plop. Plop.
white gloves were flung to the ground. Beacrox then started to speak to the bandit leader who was looking
kill you or make you bleed. I will not
‘What? Torture?’
as the bandit leader looked back at him
One.
the one hit that he still had left, however, Beacrox
Read Trash of the Count's Family Chapter 229 TODAY
The novel Trash of the Count's Family has been updated Chapter 229 with many unexpected details, removing many love knots for the male and female lead. In addition, the author Yoo Ryeo Han is very talented in making the situation extremely different. Let's follow the Chapter 229 of the Trash of the Count's Family HERE.
Keywords are searched:
Novel Trash of the Count's Family Chapter 229
Novel Trash of the Count's Family by Yoo Ryeo Han