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.’

slowly got

Screeeech-

to the area

of the door that Choi Han had opened. Rosalyn and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been standing outside walked back in once

Screeech- Bang!

Flame Dwarves continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's back until the door completely

the other hand, Cale didn’t have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

be asking how he could do something

a document out of

I had in mind, so I

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp and looked

prepare something like this in

took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders

have a lot of things

to Rosalyn and

heading out as well. I will be busy trying to create this

did not

heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction, going

toward the location of the worst criminals in the

was the underground

corridor with multiple cells

iron bars were clearly

could also see the chained individuals on the other side of the cell. The large floor of the underground prison was packed

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries

glaring at him in the darkness as the

could not hold Cale

at the end of the

located at the far end of

his leg as soon as he approached

Bang!

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

and the soldiers were waiting outside

“…What is it?”

this last cell could be heard. It was a cracked and

leader staring at him

Roan Kingdom did not torture their prisoners. However, they had chained the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for him to think about

they say that he was a mid-level

tribe in the

the information she had heard from the northern kingdoms

seen the king, however, there are ranks to the administrators that lead the Bear tribe under

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from many

Bears that

and let him know that they were

Yes, crying.

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

think shrewd bastards would look like

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to

before addressing all of the Bears in the

Kanelle if he wanted to live and he kneeled in

administrator’s pupils started

the Flame Dwarf tribe chief that the Bears had looked down upon.

was probably begging for

for the Flame Dwarf tribe

Bears changed.

Dwarves earned a

earned a

way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead had only

change in atmosphere and confidently continued

king has chosen

react to that statement. This

‘It’d be a loss.’

stronger than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would not come to the Gorge of Death to rescue them while facing a

land for the Bears to live on and

did not expect

knew about

“But you see…”

that they did not expect to be rescued did not

knew

would die for nothing if they died like this. The Bears knew better than anybody else

was why Cale asked them

have Bears been faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

the iron bars. He pushed his head close to the bars and observed the

tribe

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

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

are the

administrator started

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

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow their instincts