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.”

out as you get older until the light goes

had been

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

He finally realized it.

care of the small flame that was close to going

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

master-nim, thank

who helped him find that tiny flame that was

the other hand, Cale

is with the sudden, ‘revenge 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

someone's voice as

“But, bandit leader-nim.”

started to speak. Cale looked at him with a

terms of strength, I believe these great individuals around you

Cale's expression turned odd.

he really isn’t the same

or anything else other than destroying

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

needed more money and strength in order to move up in a

money was more important than strength in the beginning stages

with your

“…My money?”

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

on taking everything from

“…There is none.”

“What?”

leader awkwardly scratched his

last. We only have

laughed even

his face with his hands. He felt as

heard a calm voice at that

I will give it

“Excuse me?”

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

Claaaaang.

fell out of

“Wow, shit, wow. This-”

bandit leader could not speak

had never seen so many jewels before, nor anyone

toward Cale, the owner of the bag

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

hundreds of bags like this, so you

felt as if there was

same time, he felt a sense of fear. Who was this person who had such strong individuals such as his subordinates and

his seat at that moment. The former bandit

start at a nearby

“Yes sir!”

responded loudly, and Cale walked

start

“Excuse me?”

rotten mind of yours that made you do those

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 a pair of white gloves and

former bandit

do I

That was his question.

more terrible in order to be the ruler of the underworld? Don't I need

problem responding

“It's whatever I want.”

leader was at a

pulp. Anybody who steals someone else’s things or hurts someone else will be

had a lot he wanted to say, but could not get himself

of the underworld? Isn’t doing what you're

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

sculpture, you're dead if

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

heard Raon's voice in his

Why are you giving him all of that for free? I'm

who seemed to be in a

it as an

human, what does

the direction of the city that was the closest to Mount Leeb.

underworld was quite developed

Cale started to smile.

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

to take all of the money

taking money from Arm and other really terrible

from bad guys make him

properly enjoy

here, he

that we're going to

“That is the case.”

of

as if he could hear

Raon were

observing the stone pillar, noticed this and had an

the unlucky human laughing

On and Hong who had gone with Eruhaben started

what is going on, but

good chance that it

the sighing of the silver kitten

coming out in order to receive his mental conversion as he

name of

“It is Leeb-An City.”

is it famous

so many adventurers and mercenaries frequently come

Cale smile while the bandit

A free city.

that there were no noble families that ruled over it. It was a city controlled by a few people in power. Furthermore, it was a city with a lot of

case, what would they

underworld must be

on a

famous in the Eastern continent's

be a ton of people

start to build his base in

few days later, the ancient Dragon Eruhaben let out a

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

to his ramblings. They were all busy

“Meeeeeow.”

“Meeow!”

jumped up the wooden steps and headed