Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 230: But it's more comfortable here? (4)

Ron’s cold gaze headed toward Cale. Cale quickly turned his head away while making it look as nonchalant as possible.

Human, grandpa Ron's gaze is vicious!

Cale’s shoulders shuddered after hearing Raon's comment. It could not be helped.

Cale had not told Ron in advance that he would take control of the Eastern continent’s underworld. All he had said was to come with him since Ron knew the Eastern continent well.

“…Young master-nim.”

Ron's voice did not have its usual gentle nature.

The old man's vicious voice made Cale respond as a reflex.

“You are the only one I can trust to handle this.”

It was the truth.

Compared to the terrible actor Choi Han, the innocent Mary, or the oddly talkative Vice Captain Hilsman, Ron was very fitting to be the ruler of the underworld.

However, Cale could not look at Ron.

He was scared.

No matter how strong he got, this old man was oddly even scarier than Choi Han. Someone who charges at you and someone who stealthily approaches you and cuts your head off. Which of the two would be scarier?

It is naturally the latter.

Ron Molan was talented in quietly taking people's lives.

Cale kept his mouth shut and tried his best to avoid Ron’s gaze.

However, Ron was focused on Cale's back right now. He was giving off such a scary aura that the former bandit leader kept his mouth shut in fear as he peeked back and forth between Cale and Ron.

Beacrox was in the corner cleaning the dust off of his greatsword and pretending not to care, however, his full attention was on his father.

The silence was broken as Ron started to speak.

"The person who has lost everything once and ran away has lost his viciousness and is now an old man.”

Ron was talking about himself.

He had run away with Beacrox after the Molan household went down and he had lost the rest of his family. He had lost his original viciousness and was now just an old man.

He was too old to continue to develop like Choi Han or Mary.

Ron was trying to tell Cale, who was asking him to take control of the Eastern continent’s underworld, the harsh truth. It was at that moment. He could hear Cale's voice.

It was full of disbelief.

“No more lies.”

Ron flinched.

Cale still could not look at Ron.

‘Weak?

Not vicious?

Old?’

If Ron was considered weak, all of the other assassins in the world would need to retire. Why was he acting so modest, unlike his usual self?

Cale did not hide the disbelief in his face.

Ron could not say anything as he looked at Cale who showed his true emotions.

‘No more lies?’

Ron looked toward his young master who was too tall to be called a puppy now. He could hear him grumbling.

“All you've been doing during your free time is cleaning your dagger. Weak? You don't know how scary you look each time you do that. My goodness.”

The smile on Ron’s lips quickly disappeared. He looked down at his hands. What Cale had said was true. He was indeed wiping his dagger every day.

There was a simple reason for it.

It was because he didn’t know when the enemies might appear and because they were in the middle of a war.

There was no way he could keep his weapon away from himself during such a time. However, he suddenly thought about something.

‘Is that really the only reason?’

He turned his head.

He could see his son Beacrox wiping his greatsword off. His son did not avoid his gaze and looked him directly in the eyes.

An odd smile appeared on his son's usually stoic face.

‘Father, you were caught.’

That was what the smile seemed to be saying.

Yes, he had been caught.

Ron started to slowly smile as well. It was a cold smile that was far from his usual gentle smile.

Choi Han, Mary, and Hilsman. His hands and feet had been itching to move as he watched their battles. While his feelings were a bit different than the sword master Hannah’s itchiness for battle, his entire body was boiling with passion.

He knew that the chances of an old man like himself growing were much smaller than the chances of those younger punks, however, he could not put his dagger down. He had trained his fake arm early every morning before going to wake Cale up.

What was the reason for that?

“Old, my ass. You still got decades to live.”

He looked at his puppy young master-nim who was grumbling.

A benign smile appeared once more on Ron's face.

“Young master-nim, everything you said is true.”

Cale slowly turned his head. He felt his heart sink the moment he made eye contact with Ron.

“I have too much greed to be a boring old man just yet.”

‘Why is an old man's gaze so vicious?’

Cale put his hand over his heart and gulped. Ron did not care as he looked toward the bandit leader and started to speak.

“We return grace at a hundred times the value of what we received, while we get our revenge by bringing death to our enemies.”

slowly starts to go out as you get older until the light goes out and you live your life in a cold world

he had

putting out the candle of his heart was not the shrinking base, but the wind that he allowed to enter. Furthermore, he had chosen to turn away from the small flame that

He finally realized it.

small flame that was close to going

feel it properly. He could feel his unwavering determination that was saying that he could keep on going for a long

thank

tiny flame that was still

other hand,

sudden, ‘revenge by bringing death,’ and then thanking

was going on, however, seeing Ron's gaze returning to normal along with the benign smile made him relax, for now. His heart that had sunk in fear started to

someone's voice as

“But, bandit leader-nim.”

Cale and cautiously started to speak. Cale looked at him with a gaze that seemed to be

to control the underworld? In terms of strength, I believe these great individuals around you should be

Cale's expression turned odd.

really isn’t the

not have cared about money or anything else other than destroying everything. In that aspect, this former bandit

probably what allowed him to escape from slavery and become the leader of a bandit group. Cale calmly started to speak as he liked people like this who knew how to use

to move

was more important than strength in the beginning

it with

“…My money?”

money. Don’t you have a lot saved up from all

taking everything

“…There is none.”

“What?”

scratched his head

last. We only have enough money to party for about

laughed even louder. However, his back was

face with his hands. He felt as if he was suddenly

a calm voice

give it to

“Excuse me?”

and threw it onto the table. The pretty large bag fell onto

Claaaaang.

of jewels fell out of

“Wow, shit, wow. This-”

leader could not

robbed quite a few merchant guilds until now, however, he had never seen so many jewels before, nor anyone who would calmly

leader’s gaze headed toward Cale, the owner

earnings from the auction house into jewels and brought it with him

like this, so you won’t need

if there

was this person who had such strong

his seat at that moment. The former bandit leader who had been kneeling jumped

will start at a

“Yes sir!”

and Cale

start with mental conversion

“Excuse me?”

need to fix that rotten mind of yours

watched Ron gather the jewels as he ignored the gaze of the bandit leader who would not be able to use even 10 gallons without permission in the future.

bandit leader

do I need mental

That was his question.

be the ruler of the underworld?

had no problem

“It's whatever I want.”

leader was at a loss

will be beaten to a pulp.

wanted to say, but could not get himself

the underworld? Isn’t

cold gaze in Cale’s eyes. Cale walked out the door as he said one

your sculpture, you're

the bandit leader’s face as he walked out of the house. He could see the bandits bowing

in his head at that

for free? I'm sure grandpa

responded back to the child who seemed to be in a state of

nothing much. Think of it as

what does

city that was the closest to Mount Leeb. It was the city that the bandits went to sell off

that the underworld was quite developed

Cale started to smile.

order to start the takeover of the entire Eastern continent’s underworld. Once that happens,

of the money away from the bad

taking money from Arm and other really terrible

make

properly enjoy

nobody who knew him here, he was planning on taking whatever

saying that we're going to take money from the

“That is the case.”

like this way of making money

he could hear Raon's wings

and Raon were

who was coming back from observing the stone pillar, noticed this and had an ominous

is the unlucky human laughing

On and Hong who had gone with Eruhaben

but it

think there is a good chance that it won't be fun at

the sighing of the

coming out in

name of the

“It is Leeb-An City.”

is it famous

city, so many adventurers and mercenaries

smile while the bandit leader

A free city.

ruled over it. It was a city controlled by a few people in power. Furthermore, it was a city with

what would they be famous

the underworld must

leader put on a sly smile

in the Eastern

a ton of people

would start to build his base

ancient Dragon Eruhaben let out

You put yourself in such terrible situations all the time.

They were all busy taking care

“Meeeeeow.”

“Meeow!”

two kittens quickly jumped up the wooden steps