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

Screeeech-

the area

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

Screeech- Bang!

continued to stare at the disappearing

hand, Cale didn’t have time to just look

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

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

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

‘Hooo.’

gasp and

to prepare

took that as something must have changed and

I have a lot of things to do. I have things to finish with Miss

to Rosalyn and added

I will be busy

as he did not

of the prison, Cale headed in

the location of the worst criminals

was the

walked past the corridor with

iron bars

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

Grrrrr, grr-

sounds that resembled

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

gazes could not hold Cale

reached the last room at the

located at the

raised his leg as soon as

Bang!

this looked like the actions of a

soldiers were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

this last cell could be heard. It

the Bear leader staring at him

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

that he was a

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

the information she had heard from the

not seen the king, however, there are ranks to

Grrrrr, grr.

sighed at the growls he heard coming from

all of the imprisoned Bears that

and let him

Yes, crying.

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

like warriors because

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to the

addressing all of the Bears in the underground

wanted to live and he kneeled in front of

administrator’s pupils started

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

was probably begging

the Flame

atmosphere around the Bears

Flame Dwarves earned a

had earned a chance

Cale had never promised

change in atmosphere and

looks like your king has chosen to throw

to react to that statement. This was especially true

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

a land for the Bears to live on and a

the shrewd Bears did

about this

“But you see…”

they did not expect to be rescued did not mean

bastards knew

this. The Bears knew better than anybody else

Cale asked

Bears been faithful? Since when have

Tap. Tap.

close to the bars

the Wolf tribe

and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who

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

are the

started to

were the tribe with the highest population because they were both strong

“Act on your instincts.”

to