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.”

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

he had

that was putting out the candle of his heart was not the shrinking base, but the wind that he allowed

He finally realized it.

started to take care of the small flame that

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

thank you

tiny flame

other hand, Cale was feeling

by bringing death,’ and then thanking

he could not figure out what was going on, however, seeing Ron's gaze returning to normal along with the benign

as he calmed back

“But, bandit leader-nim.”

at him with a gaze

underworld? In terms of strength, I believe these great

Cale's expression turned odd.

really isn’t the same

anything else other than destroying everything. In that aspect, this former bandit leader was

and become the leader of a bandit group. Cale calmly started to speak as he liked people like this

order to move up in a dirty

strength in the beginning stages of

with

“…My money?”

lot saved up from

planning on taking

“…There is none.”

“What?”

bandit leader awkwardly scratched his

day is our last. We only have

bandit leader felt the atmosphere getting colder as he laughed even louder. However, his

face with his hands. He felt as if he was

heard a calm

give it to

“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

Claaaaang.

sorts of jewels fell out of

“Wow, shit, wow. This-”

leader could

seen so many

Cale, the

auction house into jewels and brought it with him before coming to the Eastern

I can bring you hundreds of bags like this, so you won’t need to worry about

there was

person who had such strong individuals such as his subordinates and

former

at a

“Yes sir!”

Cale

We will start

“Excuse me?”

that rotten mind of yours that

of the bandit leader who would not be able to use even 10 gallons without

made the former bandit leader

do I need mental

That was his question.

terrible in order to be the ruler of the underworld?

no problem responding to

“It's whatever I want.”

leader was at a

bandit ways will be beaten to a pulp. Anybody who

to say, but could

the underworld? Isn’t doing what you're saying just turning

Cale’s eyes. Cale walked out the door as he said one last

your sculpture, you're dead if you make

on the bandit leader’s face as he walked out of the house. He could see the bandits bowing their heads and moving away once

in his

free? I'm sure grandpa Ron will use the

who seemed to be in a state

nothing much. Think of it as an investment

human, what does

looked toward the direction of the city that was the closest to Mount Leeb. It was the city that the bandits

the underworld

Cale started to smile.

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

take all of the money away from the bad

course, he was only planning on taking money

guys make

properly enjoy being

here, he was planning on taking whatever he

saying that we're going to take money from the

“That is the case.”

of making money very

he could hear Raon's wings

were

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

is the unlucky human laughing

Hong who had gone with

I don't know what is going on, but it looks like we’re going to have

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

Eruhaben, heard the sighing of the silver kitten

who was coming out in order to receive his mental

is the name of the

“It is Leeb-An City.”

is it famous

city, so many adventurers and mercenaries frequently come

smile while the bandit

A free city.

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

would they be famous

the underworld must be

a sly

famous in the

a ton of people to

to build his base

later, the ancient Dragon

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

They were all busy taking

“Meeeeeow.”

“Meeow!”

quickly jumped up the wooden steps and headed toward