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-

only door to the area opened

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

Screeech- Bang!

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

didn’t have time to just look at

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

expression before taking a document

I had in mind, so I leave this task to

‘Hooo.’

gasp and looked

him to prepare something

gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something

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

slowly moved next to Rosalyn and added

as well. I will be busy trying to create

did not need them anymore and quickly

heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction,

the location of the

the

past the corridor with

bars were clearly

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

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled

glaring at him in the darkness

could

room at the end of the

the far end

raised his leg as soon as he approached

Bang!

looked like the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han, the invisible

and the soldiers were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

voice of the individual who was chained to the wall at this last cell could be heard. It was a cracked

staring at him from within the

their prisoners. However, they had chained the

he was a mid-level

Bear tribe in the Gorge of

had shared the information she had heard from

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

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming

of the imprisoned Bears

Cale and let him

Yes, crying.

started to speak to the

like warriors

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

was the way other Beast

looked at the administrator before addressing all of

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

administrator’s pupils started to

the Bears had looked down upon. That chief had supposedly kneeled

probably begging for

gave something for the Flame Dwarf

around the Bears changed.

Flame Dwarves earned

a chance at

them to think that way. However, Cale had never

the change in atmosphere and confidently continued to

it looks like your king has chosen to throw you

not seem to react to that statement. This was especially true

‘It’d be a loss.’

king that the administrator knew would not come to

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

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect

knew about this

“But you see…”

they did not expect to be

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

Cale asked

faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

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

tribe

themselves for their pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud of and attached

could clearly see Cale who was standing underneath a torch.

are the

started

They were the tribe with the highest population because

“Act on your instincts.”

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