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

Screeeech-

the

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

Screeech- Bang!

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

have time to

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

Cale. Her gaze seemed to be asking how he could do something big like that without saying anything

her expression before taking a document out of his pocket and

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

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp

like him to prepare something like this in

Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders

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

moved next to

out as well. I will be busy trying to

did not

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

toward the location of the

was the

walked past the corridor with

iron bars were

other side of the cell. The large floor of the underground prison was

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled

the individuals who were glaring at him in the darkness as the light of the

those gazes could

reached the last room at the end of the

was located at the

his leg as soon as he approached the

Bang!

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

the soldiers were

“…What is it?”

was chained to the wall at this last cell could be

Bear 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

say that he was a

that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge

had heard

has a king that rules over them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there are ranks

Grrrrr, grr.

he heard coming from many

imprisoned Bears that were making these

Cale and let him know

Yes, crying.

to speak to the mid-level administrator who was the leader of the Bears

would look like warriors because they pretended to be

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people

administrator before addressing all of the Bears in

he wanted to live and he kneeled in front of me and banged

pupils started

Dwarf tribe chief that the Bears had looked down upon. That chief had supposedly kneeled in front of

was probably begging for

something for the Flame Dwarf tribe

around the Bears changed. They started to

Dwarves earned

earned a chance

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

in atmosphere

it looks like your king has chosen to throw you

to react to that statement. This was especially true

‘It’d be a loss.’

normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator

cared about was a land for the Bears to live on and a kingdom for

did not expect

about this

“But you see…”

did not expect to be

bastards knew better than

like this. The Bears knew better than

Cale asked them a

have Bears been faithful? Since when have

Tap. Tap.

his head close to the bars and observed the

tribe

would sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they the

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

are the Bear

started to

the Wolves nor the Lions, they were the Bears. They were the

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow