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.”

candle within their minds. The candle slowly starts to go out as you get older until the light goes out and you live your life in

he had

thing that was 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.

of the small flame

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

thank

thanked the person who helped him find that tiny flame that was still burning strong inside of

hand,

with the sudden, ‘revenge by bringing

however, seeing Ron's gaze returning to normal along with the benign smile made

voice as he

“But, bandit leader-nim.”

speak. Cale looked at him with a gaze that seemed to be asking,

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

Cale's expression turned odd.

isn’t

else other than destroying everything. In that aspect, this

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

to move up in

more important than strength in the beginning stages of taking control of the

with

“…My money?”

you have a lot saved up

on taking everything from

“…There is none.”

“What?”

leader awkwardly scratched his head at Cale’s

as if each day is our last. We only have enough

laughed even louder.

his hands. He felt as if he was suddenly in

a calm voice

will give

“Excuse me?”

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

Claaaaang.

of jewels fell

“Wow, shit, wow. This-”

could not speak

guilds until now, however, he had never seen so many

bandit leader’s gaze headed toward Cale,

changed a portion of his earnings from the auction house into jewels and brought it with him before coming to the Eastern continent. He casually added on to the bandit who was looking

hundreds of bags like

as if there was a bright aura

of fear. Who was this person who had such strong individuals such as his subordinates and had so

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

at a nearby

“Yes sir!”

leader responded loudly, and Cale walked past him before

start with mental conversion

“Excuse me?”

rotten mind of yours that made you

who would not be able to use even 10 gallons

bandit

do I need mental

That was his question.

order to be the ruler of the underworld? Don't I

problem responding to

“It's whatever I want.”

leader was at a

anybody who continues their bandit ways will be beaten to a pulp. Anybody who

to say, but could not get himself to

wanted me to be the ruler of the underworld? Isn’t doing what you're saying just

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

sculpture, you're dead if you make

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

Raon's voice in his head at

giving him all of that for free? I'm sure grandpa Ron will use the expensive jewels properly, but

calmly responded back to the child who seemed

it as an investment of

what does that

was the closest to Mount Leeb. It was the city that

underworld was quite developed

Cale started to smile.

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 will

the

only planning on taking money from Arm and

make him even worse than

properly enjoy

him here, he was planning on

that we're going to

“That is the case.”

like this way of making money

if he could

were

the stone pillar, noticed this and had

unlucky human

On and Hong who had

on, but it looks like

chance that

including Eruhaben, heard the sighing of the

was coming out in

the name of the closest

“It is Leeb-An City.”

is it famous

so many adventurers

Cale smile while the bandit

A free city.

no noble families that ruled over it. It was a city controlled

case, what would they

must be famous

a

famous in the Eastern

ton

decided where he would start to build his

few days later, the ancient Dragon Eruhaben let

end up being so unlucky. You put yourself in such terrible situations all the

They were

“Meeeeeow.”

“Meeow!”

two kittens quickly jumped up the wooden steps and headed toward the second