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

Screeeech-

only door to the area opened

walked 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 walked back in once they left and the

Screeech- Bang!

Dwarves continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's back

have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

a cough after seeing her expression before taking a document

just put into words what I had in mind,

‘Hooo.’

a gasp and looked

to prepare something

smiled back at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as

my way now. I have a lot of things to

to Rosalyn and added

well. I will be busy trying to create this

not need them anymore

them were heading out of the prison, Cale headed

heading toward the location of the

the

past the corridor with

bars

also see the chained individuals on the other side of

Grrrrr, grr-

that resembled

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

could not hold Cale

the last room at the end of

located at the far end

soon as he

Bang!

the actions of a thug, only the

and the soldiers were waiting outside the underground

“…What is it?”

the individual who was chained to the wall at this last cell

could see the Bear leader staring at

prisoners. However, they had chained the enemy leader like this so

they say that he was a mid-level

tribe in the Gorge of Death was

had heard from the northern

over them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there are

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from many of the

was all of the imprisoned Bears that were

as if to threaten Cale and let him know that they

Yes, crying.

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

look like

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to

looked at the administrator before addressing all of the Bears

Chief Kanelle if he wanted to live and he kneeled in front

pupils started

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

probably begging for his

for the Flame

atmosphere around the Bears changed.

Flame Dwarves

had earned a

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

the change in atmosphere and confidently

your king has chosen to throw

did not seem to react to that statement.

‘It’d be a loss.’

Bears were able to be stronger than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the

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

why the shrewd Bears did not expect any

about

“But you see…”

expect to be rescued did not

bastards knew better than anybody

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

why Cale asked

when have Bears been faithful? Since

Tap. Tap.

approached the iron bars. He pushed his head close

Wolf tribe or the Lion

their pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who

was standing

the Bear

started

they were the Bears. They were the tribe with

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow their