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 from his

Screeeech-

only door to the area

and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been standing outside walked back in once they left

Screeech- Bang!

Dwarves continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's

have time to just

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

how he could do something big like that without

before taking a document

information about the Firebird. I just put into words what I had

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp

him to prepare

respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and

must be on my way now. I have a lot of things to do. I have things to finish with Miss Witira as

moved next to

heading out as well. I will be busy trying to

not

the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction,

the worst criminals in the

the underground

past the corridor with multiple

iron bars were clearly

the other side of the cell.

Grrrrr, grr-

that resembled the cries of

who were glaring at him in the darkness

gazes could not

reached the last room at the end of the

at the far end

soon as

Bang!

ruthlessly kicked at the iron bars. Although this looked like the actions of a thug, only the

were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

the wall at this last cell could be heard. It was a

see the Bear leader staring at him from

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

say that he was a

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

had shared the information she had heard from

a king that rules over them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king,

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from

all of the imprisoned Bears that were making

were crying as if to threaten Cale and let him know that they

Yes, crying.

of the scared animals. That was why he started to speak to

look like warriors because they pretended to be

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people referred to

all of the

Chief Kanelle if he wanted to live and he kneeled in front of me and

administrator’s pupils started

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

was probably begging

gave something for the Flame Dwarf

the Bears changed.

Flame Dwarves earned a

earned a chance at

was natural for them to think that way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead had only given them

noticed the change in atmosphere

looks like your king has chosen to

seem to react to that

‘It’d be a loss.’

to be stronger than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew

Bears to live on

Bears did not expect any help from

knew about this as

“But you see…”

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

knew

for nothing if they died like this. The Bears knew better than anybody else that they could not die like

Cale

faithful? Since

Tap. Tap.

his head close to the bars and observed the chained

the Wolf tribe

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

the darkness could clearly see Cale who was standing underneath a torch. He could also see the sword

the

administrator started to

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

“Act on your instincts.”

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