Trash of the Count's Family

“…Suddenly.”

It really had been all of a sudden.

“I suddenly couldn't go berserk. I can’t remember how I did it. I need to quickly overcome it and take care of the issue, but I don't remember the method. It really was all of a sudden. I don't know why-”

“Lock, since when did it not work?”

Pat, pat. Lock stopped talking as Raon patted him on the shoulder. However, his eyes were still showing signs of uncertainty.

Cannot enter his berserk transformation.

This sudden regression of strength.

Lock knew when it had started. That was why he could not say it. It would make him seem too stupid and useless.

“That, you see, the moment it started was…”

The tips of Lock’s lips started to turn blue.

Cale started to speak at that moment.

“No need.”

Lock flinched and looked to the other side.

“I'm sure it'll return some day.”

“···Excuse me?”

Lock could see that Cale was speaking with a calm expression on his face. Lock could feel the emotion coming from Cale through his expression and his voice.

“First, we need to fatten you up. Relax and roll around doing nothing.”

“He's right! Lock, you are too skinny!”

They were extremely calm, as if they had come here to vacation. That made Lock open and close his mouth a few times before finally managing to get a word out.

“…But the battle is coming up.”

Battle.

It was such a scary and fearful word.

“And?”

However, the response he got back was extremely calm.

Lock suddenly felt upset. He started to speak.

“I couldn’t go berserk since I heard about the war!”

‘Oops.’

Lock’s expression crumbled after revealing that fact. He lowered his head and buried his face in his hands.

He recalled the moment he realized he could not go berserk.

It was when Rosalyn told him about the upcoming battle.

It was when she had told him that the Indomitable Alliance was headed to the Breck Kingdom for a final battle.

His heart had started to beat wildly at that moment. It was then that he realized he could not go berserk anymore.

“Since that moment, since I learned that we are going to fight, I can’t go berserk anymore. I should be fighting alongside everyone else. But why is it that I cannot go berserk right before the battle?”

Lock was full of despair at that fact.

In fact, he was despising himself.

Anybody could see why he would be like this with this timing.

“…It’s like I'm trying to avoid the battle. It’s as if I am afraid. I need to grow quickly to help.”

Lock recalled Rosalyn's look of confusion about how to console him, as well as the shocked expressions on the faces of the others whom he had not seen for a while.

Their concerns for him made him hate himself even more.

“Choi Han hyung and Rosalyn noona saved my siblings and I.”

Lock did not think he came all this way on his own. There were too many people who helped guide his cowardly and timid self.

“Young master-nim also saved us and gave us a home. I need to pay you back for that! But why am I like this!”

That was why Lock hated himself right now.

He was embarrassed.

Forget the Wolf King, he was just a weakling.

Lock sighed after seeing that his two hands were still shaking.

He heard Cale's voice again at that moment.

“It’s okay.”

Cale put down his fork and looked toward Lock.

“Lock.”

sounded as if Cale was telling Lock to look at him. The young boy

are people

such an expression on Cale's

that you could learn about a wolf’s loneliness. However, I did not want it to be painful.

terrible person to want something like that for

too lonely as he knew that he had a

Loss.

healer Pendrick's death leads to Lock's first berserk

Cale had no plans on doing something crazy like that. Lock was only 15 years old. You had to be

reason for you to

You saved me,

mumblings stopped as soon as Cale

throw me away if I was

“What-”

that

Lock throw Cale away?

shock as Cale

“Lock, you wouldn’t, right?”

picked his

don't ask something obvious. Just

Something obvious.

a loss for

my trust, show me that you are healthy first. And just

pushing a fork toward

I am strong enough to protect you during

Lock had seen many new expressions on

first time

enjoyed even the most luxurious food while

“…Delicious.”

a lot if

plate full of food toward him and

if he did not do that. He suppressed his emotions by stuffing his face with

dark blue eyes then peeked to the side. The six-years-old Dragon continued to chew as he

Lock out once he was full and looked

sleep for about

starting

least a short nap in so that he could do that. Of course, there were still people standing guard, but one of his roles was to

“Raon.”

“What is it, Human?”

video communication device

Lock and decided he needed

protect myself. It will be hard to protect

trust his own level of strength. That was why he was planning on using his network. He

“By the way, human.”

"What is it?”

six-years-old Dragon who stopped connecting the

my first growth

he was not great and mighty because he

he chose to answer back after seeing the Dragon's gaze that seemed to

last time? Don't ask

okay if I

is

scary Dragon that

think you were weak when I met

paw touching the round video communication device

The cave.

moment he first

was restricted as he was kept under mana restricting

he could not even run away and

Then he was saved.

though he

caressing his head. He also heard Cale's quiet sigh

I am still weaker than you. I am not even as strong as you

quickly changed it

a

that all that matters?’ Raon went back to

started to

save me? I

Cale leaning on the chair as he responded

I save

you keep me

but honestly responded back to Raon who seemed to have more questions than

need a

we not

you saved me and

we really not need a reason

not asked until now, but he had been curious. Everything in the world had a reason. All things were

a reason Cale and he were

to what that reason might be. The human who claimed to have lived at least fifteen years more than he

house. Is that

is

know why but it sounded catchy. Raon thought about that for a

He suddenly felt full.

Dragon slowly started

Human, that

was going on but sternly spoke

“The call.”