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.’

got up from

Screeeech-

door to the

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

Screeech- Bang!

Dwarves continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's

other hand, Cale didn’t have time to

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

after seeing her expression before taking a document out

put into words what I had in mind, so I

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp and looked toward Choi

him to prepare something like this in

smiled back at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must

on my way now. I have a lot of things to do. I have things

to Rosalyn and added

be heading out as well. I will be busy

as he did not need them anymore and

the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction,

the worst criminals

the underground

the corridor with multiple cells

bars were

chained individuals on the other side of the cell. The large

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled

after looking toward the individuals who were glaring at him

could

last room at

the

leg as soon as

Bang!

looked like the actions of a thug, only the

soldiers were

“…What is it?”

wall at this

could see the Bear leader staring at him from

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

that he

had heard that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator. Cale recalled

had shared the information she had heard from the northern

northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there are ranks to the administrators that lead

Grrrrr, grr.

at the growls he heard coming

was all of the imprisoned Bears that were making these animal

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

Yes, crying.

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

shrewd bastards would look like warriors because they

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

other Beast people

administrator before addressing all of the Bears in the

and he kneeled in front of me and banged his

administrator’s pupils

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

probably begging for

gave something for the Flame Dwarf

around the Bears

Dwarves earned a

a chance at

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

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently continued to

your king has

to react to that statement. This was especially

‘It’d be a loss.’

the administrator knew would not come to

the Bears to

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect any help

about this as

“But you see…”

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

shrewd bastards knew better than anybody

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

why Cale asked them a

Bears been faithful? Since when have Bears been

Tap. Tap.

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

aren’t the Wolf tribe or

not the Wolves who would sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud of and attached to

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

the

started

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

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow their