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.”

The candle slowly starts to go out as you get older until the light goes out and you live your

he had been

the shrinking base, but the wind that

He finally realized it.

the small

allowed him to feel it properly. He could feel his unwavering determination that was saying that he could keep

master-nim, thank you

person who helped him find that tiny

other hand, Cale was feeling

is with the sudden, ‘revenge by bringing death,’ and

normal along with the benign smile made him relax, for now. His heart that had sunk in fear started to beat

someone's voice as he calmed back

“But, bandit leader-nim.”

to speak. Cale looked at him with a gaze that seemed to be asking, ‘what do you want?’

underworld? In terms of strength, I believe these great individuals around

Cale's expression turned odd.

really isn’t the

money or anything else other than destroying everything. In that

group. Cale calmly started to speak as he liked people like

more money and strength in order to move up in a

leader said, money was more important than strength in the beginning stages of taking control

it with your

“…My money?”

a lot saved up from all the

taking everything from

“…There is none.”

“What?”

awkwardly scratched his head

We only have

getting colder as he laughed even louder. However, his back was quickly being

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

calm voice

will give it

“Excuse me?”

bandit leader watched as Cale took a bag out of his pocket and threw it onto the table. The pretty large bag fell onto the table and opened

Claaaaang.

of jewels fell out

“Wow, shit, wow. This-”

could not

however, he had never seen so many jewels before, nor anyone

leader’s gaze headed toward Cale, the owner

it with him before coming to the Eastern continent. He casually added

bags like this, so you won’t need

there was a bright

this person who had such strong individuals such as his

from his seat at that moment. The former bandit leader who had

a nearby city.

“Yes sir!”

responded loudly, and Cale

start with mental conversion

“Excuse me?”

need to fix that rotten mind of

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. He then looked toward Beacrox, who put on

former bandit

do I need mental

That was his question.

even more terrible in order to be the ruler of the

had no problem

“It's whatever I want.”

at a loss

to a pulp. Anybody who steals someone else’s things or hurts

wanted to

the underworld?

kept his mouth shut after seeing the cold gaze in Cale’s eyes. Cale walked out the door as he said one last thing to

for your sculpture, you're

as he walked out of the house. He could see the bandits bowing their heads and moving away once

voice in his head at

free? I'm sure grandpa

who seemed to be in a state of

of it as

human, what does

the closest to Mount Leeb.

the underworld

Cale started to smile.

needed to take control of a few of the organizations in charge of the underworld in that city in order to start the takeover of the entire Eastern continent’s underworld. Once that happens, the wealth of those organizations

of the

was only planning on taking

stealing from bad guys make him even

enjoy being

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

you're saying that we're going to take money from the

“That is the case.”

of

if he could hear Raon's

were

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

the unlucky

had gone with Eruhaben started

what is going on, but it looks like

chance

the sighing of the silver

looked at the former bandit leader who was coming out in order to receive his mental conversion

is the name of the

“It is Leeb-An City.”

it

free city, so many adventurers and

Cale smile while

A free city.

meant that there were no noble families that ruled over it. It was a city controlled by a few

that case, what would they

the underworld must

a sly smile at Cale’s

quite famous in the Eastern continent's northwest

ton of people

would start to

Dragon

know how you end up being so unlucky. You put yourself in such terrible

nobody was listening to his ramblings. They were all busy taking care

“Meeeeeow.”

“Meeow!”

the wooden steps and