Trash of the Count's Family

He had never cared about nicknames such as, ‘glutton,’ or, ‘cheapskate,’ for the ancient powers.

He had felt that they were fitting names for them and that they weren’t harming him in any way.

However, this time he felt a bit different.

‘Crazy kid?

What kind of crazy are we talking about?’

The Super Rock started to speak as if it knew the question on Cale's mind.

He was crazy for fights. I've never seen anybody so obsessed with fighting in my life.

Cale started to frown.

“What is it? Is your body in pain?”

“…It’s nothing sir.”

Cale barely managed to respond to Eruhaben before slowly resolving the complicated mess in his head.

The World Tree had told him to find the Water of Judgment.

Furthermore, he thought about the ancient book he received from the Elf Chief that told the legend of the Super Rock.

The book that described the Super Rock's journey had said some things about his friends.

< The Guardian had another hero that was both a friend and an enemy. This hero was the one who freed the North from the freezing cold. That hero was a cheapskate whose hobby was picking up coins. >

< The Guardian said the following after seeing the money saved by that hero. >

< ‘Crazy bastard. You saved and saved without spending and accumulated so much!’ >

The one who had freed the North from the freezing cold.

The hero mentioned in that story was definitely the money-crazed Fire of Destruction.

The World Tree that was scared by that fire had the Elf priestess give Cale a bag of money when he went to see it, even though a long time had passed since the Fire of Destruction had last visited.

The question was, who put out that fire?

He naturally thought about the Water of Judgment.

Furthermore, he thought about the divine item watering can that he had found in Guardian Knight Clopeh Sekka’s house. Raon had read the words written on that watering can.

‘Life ends with nothing. The water will eventually overflow, even if you build a dam. I had created a river for the frozen land, but all of you blocked it from flowing.

‘There is only one conclusion for all of you who chased away my precious child in order to fill your greed.’

The child treasured by a god.

The Paerun Kingdom and the Guardian Knight household had chased him away.

That god then took away the river that he had made for them as punishment.

‘This could also be the Water of Judgment.’

No, he was almost certain this was the case.

He had another question once his thoughts reached this point.

‘I thought the god treasured this child.

But he is crazy about fighting?

Doesn't something about that sound odd?’

“It would make sense if the god of war treasured him…”

But there was no way that it was like that.

Would a god of war be generous enough to create a lake that does not freeze for the people of the North who suffered every winter from the lakes freezing?

If the god of war cared for people, he would not allow there to be wars.

“…Why are you suddenly talking about the god of war? Are you really okay? Is something wrong?”

The ancient Dragon started to worry after seeing Cale, who only had 3 days to live, suddenly start to frown and mumble to himself.

However, he just looked away after seeing that Cale seemed to not have heard him and just continued to mumble to himself. Cale subconsciously let out a sigh.

“…What the…”

The Super Rock was blabbing on in Cale's mind.

The person who always just said, ‘are you going to sacrifice yourself?’ had a lot to say this time, maybe because something he knew about came up.

You're right. The god of war treasured that child. He was different from when he was young. If he did not find tasks associated with power to be annoying, then he could have become the ruler of the entire continent. He would also have become a tyrant who would have never been matched.

‘…I'm about to go crazy.’

He was not just at Toonka's level of being crazy for fights.

He was a tyrant and was at the level of an emperor.

“…Life sure is hard.”

“Are you really okay?”

Cale ignored Eruhaben’s response as he placed Raon on top of some soft grass for a moment before picking up the diary in the ancient Dragon's hand. He then casually added on.

“Ah, by the way, Eruhaben-nim.”

"What is it?”

“The Dragon half-blood had black hair and black eyes once the dye magic was removed.”

Eruhaben’s eyes opened wide. Cale, who was looking at the diary, did not notice this as he continued to speak.

“I heard that all Dragons have their own colors. Are half-bloods different?”

Eruhaben was the only white gold Dragon in the world.

Whether they were Red Dragons, Blue Dragons, or whatever other color Dragon, they were all unique in color.

That was why Dragons did not even have the same color as their parents. For example, it was not abnormal for a situation like a white gold Dragon to be born from a Red Dragon and a Blue Dragon to occur.

Cale looked toward Eruhaben while thinking about the Dragon half-blood who had different colored eyes than Raon but the same black body.

He then flinched.

Eruhaben had a serious frown on his face.

“No. Half-bloods are the same as Dragons in that way.”

as well.

the instincts of

heard Cale continuing

Dragon half-blood had finished his second growth phase

Dragon had expected that the Dragon

about one thing after hearing that it had survived the second

and the human then made eye contact. The human could see fear

that bastard

subconsciously answered back, thinking that Eruhaben’s eyes were showing

he

need to see him

Cale and looked at the

Olienne.

vibrant green fragrance to it. However,

“Something is weird.”

A murdered Dragon.

A fake Dragon Slayer.

And a Dragon half-blood.

This child’s color is his own. We will get to find out his attribute once he

definitely a real

was still an amazing Dragon. But the

Arm.

itself in Eruhaben’s

sighed as he

the laws of nature

they had the opportunity to fix these things

looked toward

happening with this guy at the

Raon had died, then the real Black

about the true identities of the Dragon half-blood and the Dragon

long way away for the little kid to grow up. And I only

A Dragon Lord.

to worry about this

a Dragon Lord since long before Eruhaben

tackle things one at a

“Ha.”

In some aspects, the guy with only 3 days left

hearing that you only

it all just a part

was hopeful since he had learned that there was a clue

Squirm, squirm.

Dragon who was in a bundle of blankets on top of the soft grass was squirming. He was shaking, similar to a baby who was trying to flip over for the

his thoughts as he listened to the human who was saying that was just a part of

ahead and read what it

care of the

diary again after seeing Eruhaben point to it. It was the only

slowly turned odd as he read through the

disappear. I went to take a look because I

about the region

disappear one day. Cale and Eruhaben had come

Olienne, had been curious about that reason as

I found a lake.

‘A lake?’

was where the Water of Judgment was located. His face stiffened up after reading

was

‘Judging the monsters?’

the owner had been

judged humans

the lake judge the monsters and humans? What was the criteria of the lake? And

full of questions. It was hard to

such a power. I created a barrier around the area in order to prevent any further damage and then left the lake

were still monsters around Leeb-An City

don't want to call that place

the information that was written in

rather call it an, ‘arrogant power that resembles a god.’

‘Resembles a god?

resemble the god of

as if he had

already needed to use his shield, the pillar of water, and even the stone spears. So if, and really just if, he ever had to use this power after gaining

thinking about it is

life, he would need to figure out a way to lay low and

easily find any other water-type

know about what Cale was

coordinates for the barrier are

then stopped for a moment before he continued

on your own as you’ve done with the others. You need to overcome the

“…Those were all trials?”

“Yes?”

“…I see.”

he had to deliver bread to the tree, destroy the stone tower, dig underwater in order to free the top, throw money into lava, and finally,

this time. However, he was not too worried as

up as he continued to

based on the coordinates, so let’s stop by there

“Sure.”

Screeeech.

Adventure Loving

name were still working hard in order to fix up the place before the

to that inn

making a tablecloth continued to look at the tablecloth as he shouted in

do you even try when you know you'll get caught? Unless you run fast enough to make the dust fly up,

“No.”

up and

The bandit suddenly stopped.

in the

too quiet when one of

the voice that just responded was very

Plop.

bandit’s hand fell to the

tablecloth fluttered like a butterfly as it fell and the person who came in picked

let it get dirty.

see the

person who was scarier than the white

subconsciously started to

evil! We must get rid of it! Tablecloths must

side after seeing the bandit receiving

he

he

make sure that the bandits were well fed and well clothed.

way Beacrox used his kitchen knife

looked at the five bandits who were quietly working with a weird expression before someone suddenly started to speak

master-nim. You returned

‘Aigoo, so scary.’

before signaling him with his eyes to say let’s go to the

them. Beacrox came out of the kitchen to follow them as well.

You came back