Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 261: Rip It (2)

Chimera. A man-made monster.

The ancient Dragon groaned after hearing that word.

‘This is something that goes against the laws of nature.’

It was different than a mutant or a variable.

Both of those were things that happened naturally, while a chimera was not like those things.

“Nine hundred years ago…”

The ancient Dragon almost gasped as the Dragon half-blood continued to speak.

He had expected the Dragon half-blood to have completed his second growth phase, however, living 900 years was almost the full lifespan of a Dragon.

How was that possible?

Eruhaben kept his mouth shut as he waited for the Dragon half-blood to continue.

The Dragon half-blood took some breaths before slowly taking them on a journey through the past.

“I was told that I was the only surviving child. That person told me to call him, 'father.’ Since he said I was the only surviving child, he wasn’t my real dad. Ah, you're probably curious about who my father is.”

The Dragon half-blood could see the young Dragon observing him from right behind Cale.

The dark blue pupils showed wariness, sadness, as well as many other emotions. The Dragon half-blood thought that they were very innocent emotions.

‘He's young. That Dragon is really young.’

That fact made the Dragon half-blood sigh as he continued to speak.

“My father is the, ‘White Star.’ The leader of Arm.”

Raon flinched while the ancient Dragon groaned. Even Witira, who was standing outside the cell, could not help but gasp.

However, the Dragon half-blood started to laugh again after seeing Cale's gaze.

Cale seemed to be inspecting him.

The still focused gaze was coldly trying to determine whether he was lying or telling the truth.

‘Scary bastard.’

The Dragon half-blood did not stop himself from laughing as he asked.

“Don't you want to catch that person?”

Arm’s leader. The White Star.

The person who kept the Dragon half-blood in that cave.

“Too bad. Even I have only seen him with a mask on. Well, only his eyes were covered, so I did see his mouth.”

The Dragon half-blood had only seen the mouth of the person who was laughing as the white crown ate his blood.

He still heard that laughter whenever he went to bed. That was the only noise he had heard while staying inside that dark cave.

The Dragon half-blood pushed that memory aside as he looked toward Cale. He heard Cale's voice the moment they made eye contact.

Cale had noticed something odd in the Dragon half-blood's statement.

“The White Star is human?”

The Dragon half-blood had said, ‘that person.’

The Dragon half-blood started to smile.

“Isn’t it weird?”

Mm.

Eruhaben brushed his face with his hand.

Everybody was tense as they waited for the Dragon half-blood to continue. Only the Dragon half-blood’s weak voice could be heard.

"The White Star is human. However, he has been alive for 900 years. He doesn’t even have the scent of death on him. What do you think?”

“He doesn’t have the scent of death on him?”

Eruhaben interjected into the conversation.

The Dragon half-blood made eye contact with the ancient Dragon.

“Yes, Eruhaben. I'm sure you would have figured out my situation right now. I am only a half-blood, but I still do have some Dragon's blood in me. Dragons are sensitive to the scent of nature and death. That is why they are able to notice dead mana right away, but I could not smell even the smallest amount of the scent of death on him.”

Eruhaben’s expression stiffened up.

“…You know who I am?”

“That person gave the order to destroy your house, and I was the one to deliver that message.”

“Ah.”

Witira’s gasp filled the cell.

The puzzle pieces were falling into place one by one. However, the biggest question still remained.

Cale's mind was turning into a complicated mess.

‘Something is weird.

The White Star, Arm’s leader. Who is that person?

How can a human live 900 years?

Furthermore, the bastard with half Dragon's blood said that he didn’t smell the scent of death on him.

Was that naturally possible?’

“What do you think?”

made eye contact with

disgusting? Don't you

told him

“That’s how I feel.”

that person. No, he still wants to kill

sorrow from losing his strength was visible in

I opened my eyes and met that person, this is what

900 years ago. He could still feel the coldness of those cave walls. The voice that was even colder than

placed a Dragon's heart inside

soon as he saw

ate a Dragon's

that mean that he had a Dragon's heart inside

as he could not hide the shock he was feeling. He could not get an answer from that response. However, Cale got his answer as the Dragon

a Dragon's heart every so often

different than having it placed

speechless as he looked toward the Dragon

how many lives were killed to keep this bastard

not easily share his thoughts out loud. The Dragon half-blood’s eyelids were slightly shaking. He

ago. It was an extremely long amount of

why I have black hair and

one Dragon per generation has a specific

because it's

is darkness when all of the

mix together as I ate the hearts of

into his heart like a tattoo before starting to take over

eyes, hair, and scales all

the color matched his

person seemed to want to make me finish my

to turn the Dragon

half-blood did not know

a created being. I ate a total of four Dragon hearts until I reached my second growth phase. If you count the

“…Unbelievable.”

help

‘He killed five Dragons?

six if you include the Eastern

of

was not easy to

almost impossible to do

individually as Dragons live alone, however, they are not weak. Dragons are strong, even if they are

a human managed to kill so

‘…He is not human.’

1,000 years in the world unlike the Dragon half-blood who spent the majority of his

the Dragons was not

“Eruhaben.”

half-blood looked toward

had done. He did not believe it even

able to figure it out after coming

existences that live alone. They are selfish and ill-tempered. That is why nobody

Dragon isolates itself. Some of the most severe cases don't even make a family. They didn’t want to create baggage that would hinder their

That was their weakness.

when they

to

was nobody to come

know why we finally aimed for

that

look of envy. This Dragon half-blood was envious of the ancient

lot of Dragons

Arm did not touch Eruhaben, who was an older Dragon than the Eastern continent’s ancient Dragon, Olienne. There were many

why this was

started to frown as he realized

because he had this, ‘dust,’ or, ‘powder,’ attribute, but he treasured those beings that were useless and weaker than him.

Dragons during their first growth phases, the World Tree, the

did not choose

you ended up being the last

ancient Dragon closed his eyes and asked once the Dragon half-blood

my heart meant to be

Dragon’s question. He looked at the young Dragon who was glaring

me. That person just said he needed it, but I don't know what he

given the order to invade Eruhaben’s lair

ancient Dragon

this ugly fake. Even the white gold color that he had imitated was nothing compared to the real

“…Huuuu.”

deep sigh. He had spoken too much given

looking at him. Although they were both black, he could see a beautiful black skin and dark blue eyes that were unlike

never worried about becoming weak during the first and second growth phases. It was because he always

he felt that it was a bit unfair. It was unfair for him to die without being able to live. That

before closing again after making eye contact with the Dragon half-blood. He was a smart Dragon, however,

look back at

lived almost as long as he had but had

at that

“I’ll come again.”

voice filled the

It was Cale.

up from where he

“…Again?”

nodded his head as if it was

for you to make your

think things over. There were still a few days to

was made through the lives of five Dragons. Shouldn’t you kill

I someone who will

Dragon half-blood was suddenly

the Dragon half-blood who

decision you make, I am the person who will kill

lives in pain for six

the Dragon half-blood was

the choice regarding how you

how he takes it from the

life, so you decide what you

hesitation, and the Dragon half-blood, who was staring at Cale, before flying toward Cale. He then