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 up from

Screeeech-

to the

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

Screeech- Bang!

stare at the disappearing Cale's back until the

didn’t have time to

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

how he could do something big like

a cough after seeing her expression before taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to

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

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp and

like him to prepare something like

back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders before speaking to

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

moved next to Rosalyn and added

heading out as well. I will be

them as he did not need them anymore and quickly

the prison, Cale headed in the

the location of the

the underground

the corridor with

bars

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

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled

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

could

reached the last room at the end of the underground

the far end of

leg as soon as he

Bang!

the iron bars. Although this looked like the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han, the invisible Raon,

the soldiers were waiting outside

“…What is it?”

wall at this

Bear leader staring

did not torture their prisoners. However, they had chained the

say that he

had heard that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge

information she had heard from the northern

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

Grrrrr, grr.

sighed at the growls he heard coming from

all of the imprisoned Bears that

Cale and let

Yes, crying.

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

you think shrewd bastards would look like warriors because they pretended to be

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

other Beast people referred to the Bear

all of the

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

pupils

tribe chief that the Bears had looked down upon.

probably begging for

for the Flame Dwarf tribe

atmosphere around the Bears changed. They

Dwarves earned

had earned a chance

natural for them to think that way. However, Cale had never promised the

atmosphere and

king has

Bears did not seem to react to that statement. This was especially true for

‘It’d be a loss.’

to be stronger than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would not

the Bears to live on

Bears did

knew about this as

“But you see…”

not expect to be

shrewd bastards knew

nothing if they died like this. The Bears knew

was why Cale asked

Bears been faithful?

Tap. Tap.

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

the Wolf tribe

pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe

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

the Bear

started

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

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow their