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.’

Dwarf chief slowly got up from his kneeling

Screeeech-

to the

knights, and mages who had been standing outside

Screeech- Bang!

continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's back

other hand, Cale didn’t have time to

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

toward Cale. Her gaze seemed to be asking how he could do something big

expression before taking a document

put into words what I had in mind, so I leave this task to the two

‘Hooo.’

gasp

him to prepare

back at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took

lot of things

moved next to Rosalyn and added

I will be busy trying to

as he did not need them anymore and quickly started

heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite

the

the underground

corridor with multiple

iron bars

on the other side of the cell. The large

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries

twisted smile after looking toward the individuals who were glaring at him in the darkness as the

those gazes could not

the last room at the

was located at the far

as soon as

Bang!

looked like the actions of a

warden and the soldiers were waiting

“…What is it?”

to the wall at this last cell could

see the Bear leader staring at him

had chained the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for

that he was a

Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator. Cale recalled what Rosalyn told

she had

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

Grrrrr, grr.

growls he heard

the imprisoned Bears that

to threaten Cale and let him know that they were still

Yes, crying.

That was why he started to speak to the mid-level administrator who

look like warriors because they pretended to

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

way other Beast people referred to

addressing all of

kneeled in front of me

pupils started to

the name of the Flame Dwarf tribe chief that the

probably begging

for the Flame Dwarf tribe to

the Bears changed. They started to

Dwarves earned a

a chance

think that way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead had only given them an

in atmosphere and confidently continued

looks like your king has

not seem to react to that statement.

‘It’d be a loss.’

the administrator knew would

a land for the Bears to

shrewd Bears did not

knew about

“But you see…”

fact that they did not expect to be rescued did not mean that they

shrewd bastards knew better than anybody

The Bears knew better than anybody else that they could not

Cale asked them

been faithful?

Tap. Tap.

head close

Wolf tribe or

for their pack and family, nor were

Bear administrator who was in the darkness could clearly see Cale who was

the Bear

started

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

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow their instincts as