Trash of the Count's Family

Teaser: Caged Bears

Cale made eye contact with the individual who had been looking down at the ground.

“Can you do it?”

Kanelle, the chief of the Flame Dwarf tribe. The Dwarf who had been kneeling could see the smiling commander.

Peek.

The other Dwarves were staring at the blank wall where the Imperial Prince's face had been.

‘Although I know that the Imperial Prince is working together with Arm…’

That was why he had been scared of Imperial Prince Adin who had been working with Arm and the Indomitable Alliance, however, this was no longer the case.

Dwarf Kanelle returned his gaze back to its original spot and slowly lowered his head.

Boom!

His forehead hit the cold stone floor. The chief confidently answered back.

“We will definitely get it done.”

They could do it. They will do it.

He could not give such bland responses if he wanted to live. He needed to say something that put more certainty than that.

Cale started to frown while looking at the desperate Dwarf chief before his face quickly returned to normal.

‘Why is he overreacting like this?’

He could have simply said, ‘yes,’ so why was he banging his forehead against the ground in desperation like this?

Cale felt that something was off, but decided it must be the Dwarf chief’s personal style and just put his hand on the chief's shoulder.

Pat.

Chief Kanelle got goosebumps at how cold the hand that was placed on his shoulder felt. An indifferent voice reached his ear before those goosebumps could go away.

“I feel your desire to live. Work hard.”

The Dwarf bit down on his lips.

‘As expected, is will alone not enough?’

Firebird.

Although he didn’t know exactly what the commander was asking for, he felt as if they needed to make that in order to survive.

‘I need to save my tribe, even if we end up being slaves again.’

The commander's voice could be heard again at that moment.

"Although you were our enemies, the wings made by the Flame Dwarf tribe were amazing.”

‘Amazing? The wings that we made?’

The chief flinched and slowly raised his head. He made eye contact with Cale.

“We will dominate the sky on the battlefield.”

Everyone else was silent in the area. Cale's voice started to settle within the Flame Dwarves.

“I look forward to the Flame Dwarf tribe making properly made wings with your hands this time.”

The chief felt the hand leaving his shoulder along with that statement.

The commander did not tell the Flame Dwarf tribe to become slaves nor talk about anything related to the future.

All he did was ask if they wanted to live as well as what they needed to make from here on.

Was that the reason? These two problems filled chief Kanelle’s mind as if he was branded with a branding iron. The chief did not need to look around at the other Dwarves in order to know what was going through their minds. That was why he looked at the back of the commander who was walking away and asked.

“Do we just need to make them?”

That was something that the Flame Dwarves had done their whole lives.

They had done it while being oppressed by the Dragon half-blood and Arm and ignored by the other Dwarf tribes.

Did they just need to do that to survive?

The Dwarves were all staring at the commander’s back. The commander responded back as he continued to walk toward the door.

"Dwarves are better than other races at making things.”

The commander didn't promise anything like, ‘I'll let you live if you make it.’ However, chief Kanelle clenched his fists at Cale’s next comment.

“I wish to see the strength of experts.”

Experts.

Someone who had reached the top of a single specialty.

Someone who knew how to devote their lives to a single cause.

Those were the type of people who were called experts.

‘…Not slaves, but experts.’

chief slowly got up

Screeeech-

door to the

the door that Choi Han had opened. Rosalyn and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who

Screeech- Bang!

to stare at the disappearing Cale's back until

didn’t have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

how he

after seeing her expression before taking a document out of his pocket and explaining

information about the Firebird. I just put into words what I had in mind, so I

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp and looked toward

isn’t like him to prepare

did not respond back. Rosalyn took that

I have a lot of things to do. I

to Rosalyn and

as well. I will be busy trying to create this

he did not need them anymore and quickly started

of them were heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite

of the worst criminals

was the

corridor with

iron bars were

also see the chained individuals on the other side of the cell. The large floor

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the

put on a twisted smile after looking toward the individuals who were glaring at him

could not hold

the last room at

the far end of

as soon as he approached the

Bang!

looked like the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han, the invisible Raon, and Cale were

soldiers were waiting outside the underground

“…What is it?”

individual who was chained to the wall at this last cell could be heard. It

staring at him from within the

the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for him to think about

they say that he

heard that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level

she had heard from the

them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there are ranks to the

Grrrrr, grr.

the growls he heard coming from

Bears that were making

if to threaten Cale and let him know that they

Yes, crying.

animals. That was why he started to speak

bastards would look like warriors because

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

other Beast people referred

all of the Bears

kneeled in front of me and banged

pupils started

name of the Flame Dwarf tribe chief that the Bears had looked down upon. That chief had supposedly kneeled

was probably begging for his

gave something for the Flame

Bears changed. They

Dwarves earned

had earned a chance at

Cale had never promised the Dwarves

change in atmosphere and

it looks like your king has chosen to throw

that statement. This was especially true for the

‘It’d be a loss.’

of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would not come to

Bears to live on and a kingdom for him to

the shrewd Bears did not

about this as

“But you see…”

fact that they did not expect to be rescued did

shrewd bastards knew better

like this. The Bears

why Cale asked them

when have Bears been faithful? Since when have

Tap. Tap.

his head close to the bars and observed the chained Bear administrator

aren’t the Wolf tribe or

sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud

clearly see Cale who was standing underneath a torch.

the Bear

administrator started

Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe with the highest population because

“Act on your instincts.”

telling them to follow their instincts as