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 opened

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

Screeech- Bang!

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

didn’t have time to just look at

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

seemed to be asking how he could do something big like that without saying anything to

taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to Rosalyn and

Firebird. I just put into words what I had in mind,

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp and

isn’t like him to prepare something like

Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and

have a lot of things to do. I

moved next to Rosalyn and

heading out as well. I will be busy

them as he did not

the two of them were heading out of the prison, Cale

of the

was the underground

walked past the corridor

bars were

other side of the

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled the cries

looking toward the individuals who were glaring at him in the

gazes could not

room at the end of

the far end of the

leg as soon as he

Bang!

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

warden and the soldiers were waiting outside

“…What is it?”

was chained to the wall at this last cell could be heard.

leader staring at him from within

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

they say that he

the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator. Cale recalled what Rosalyn told

had shared the information she had heard from the northern

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

Grrrrr, grr.

the growls he heard coming from

Bears that were

Cale and

Yes, crying.

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

you think shrewd bastards would look like

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people referred

the administrator before addressing all of the Bears in the underground

and he kneeled

administrator’s pupils started to

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

begging

the Flame Dwarf tribe

atmosphere around the Bears changed.

Dwarves earned

had earned a

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

the change in atmosphere and confidently continued to

it looks like your king has

to react to that statement. This was especially true

‘It’d be a loss.’

high numbers. The king that the administrator

for the Bears to live on

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect any

knew about

“But you see…”

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

bastards knew better

knew that they would die for nothing if they died like this. The Bears

Cale asked them a

been faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

close to the bars and observed the chained Bear administrator

tribe

nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud of and attached to

in the darkness could clearly see Cale who was

are the Bear

started to

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

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow