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.’

chief slowly got up from

Screeeech-

door to the area

Han had opened. Rosalyn and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had

Screeech- Bang!

the

Cale didn’t have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

how he could do something big

before taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to

information about the Firebird. I just put into words what I had in mind, so I leave this task to

‘Hooo.’

a gasp and looked toward

to prepare something

gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took

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

next to Rosalyn and

well. I will be

not need

the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction,

toward the location of the worst criminals in the Castle

was the

the corridor with multiple cells

iron bars were clearly

the other side of the cell. The large

Grrrrr, grr-

sounds that resembled the cries of

were glaring at him in the darkness

could not hold

last room at the end of the

was located at the far end of the

raised his leg as soon as

Bang!

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

warden and the soldiers were waiting outside

“…What is it?”

to the wall at this last cell could

Bear leader staring at

had chained the enemy leader like this so that

say that he was

heard that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator.

the information she had heard

that rules over them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however,

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from

of the imprisoned Bears that were

to threaten Cale and let him know

Yes, crying.

he started to speak to the

like warriors because they pretended to

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to

addressing all of the Bears in the

he wanted to live and he kneeled in front of

pupils started to

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

was probably begging for his

gave something for the

the Bears

Dwarves earned a

earned a

way. However, Cale had never promised

the change in atmosphere

it looks like your king has chosen to throw

to that statement. This was

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

land for the Bears to live on and

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect

knew about this as

“But you see…”

be rescued did not mean that they wanted

knew better

died like this. The Bears knew better than anybody else that they

why Cale

when have Bears been faithful? Since when have Bears

Tap. Tap.

head close to the bars and observed the

Wolf tribe

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

Cale who was standing

the

started

they were the Bears. They were

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow