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 the

Don't you

person. The human who told him to call

“That’s how I feel.”

still wants to kill that person. He would do

losing his strength was visible in

is of that cave. When I opened my eyes and met that person, this

feel the coldness of those cave walls. The voice that was even colder than those walls was

‘I placed a Dragon's heart

as soon as he saw the Dragon

a Dragon's

he had a

hide the shock he was feeling. He could not get

ate a Dragon's heart

than having it placed inside

he looked toward the Dragon

lives were killed to keep this bastard

share his thoughts out loud. The Dragon half-blood’s eyelids

years ago. It was an extremely long amount

have black hair and

Dragon per generation has a

because it's all

darkness when all of the

mix together as I ate the hearts

into his heart like a tattoo before starting to take over his body

hair, and scales all turned

half-blood thought that the

to want to make me

to turn the Dragon half-blood into

half-blood did not know

hearts until I reached my second growth

“…Unbelievable.”

not help but share his

‘He killed five Dragons?

six if you include the Eastern continent's

of

not easy to

was almost impossible to

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

human managed to

‘…He is not human.’

half-blood who spent the majority of his life in a cave came to a conclusion based on his

who killed the Dragons

“Eruhaben.”

Dragon half-blood looked toward

what Arm’s leader, his father, had done. He did not believe it even as he ate the hearts that

he was able to figure it

They are selfish and ill-tempered. That is why nobody knows

itself. Some of the most severe cases don't even make a family. They didn’t want to create baggage

That was their weakness.

knew when

to cry for

was nobody to

why we finally aimed

could read the emotion that went past the

This Dragon half-blood was

you are less selfish. Unlike other Dragons, you had a lot of Dragons that

Dragon than the Eastern continent’s ancient Dragon, Olienne. There were many

know why this was the

to frown as he

he treasured those beings that were useless and weaker than him. He didn’t know why

World Tree, the Elves,

but did not choose

ended

eyes and asked once

to be yours as

at the ancient Dragon’s question. He looked at the young Dragon who was glaring at him and Cale

needed it, but I don't know what he was going to use

order to invade Eruhaben’s lair

beautiful appearance of the ancient Dragon who had lived a similarly long amount of

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

“…Huuuu.”

He had spoken too

quietly looking at him. Although they were both black, he could see a beautiful black skin and

and second growth phases. It was because he always thought that

that it was a bit unfair. It was unfair for him to die without being able

with the Dragon half-blood. He was a smart Dragon, however,

could only look back at the Dragon

almost as long as he had but had also taken the lives of five of his fellow Dragons. Even then, he found it

was at

“I’ll come again.”

calm voice

It was Cale.

up from where he was

“…Again?”

head as if it was obvious

time left for you to make your

a few days to go for that. However,

lives of five Dragons. Shouldn’t you kill me right now?

I someone who will

suddenly at

told the truth to the Dragon half-blood who seemed to have

make, I am the person who will kill

or he lives in pain for six months before

Dragon half-blood was

you the choice regarding

how he

so you decide what

half-blood, who was staring at Cale, before flying toward Cale.