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-

door to the area

Han had opened. Rosalyn and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been standing outside walked back

Screeech- Bang!

stare at the disappearing Cale's back until the door

have time to just

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to

just put into words what I had in mind, so I leave this task

‘Hooo.’

a gasp

isn’t like him to prepare something like this in

but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders

lot of things

next to Rosalyn and added

well. I will

them as he did not need them anymore and quickly started to

prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction, going deeper

of the worst criminals in the Castle

was the

past the corridor

iron bars were clearly

see the chained individuals on the other side of the

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries of

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

those gazes could not hold

reached the last room at the end of

the far end

leg as soon

Bang!

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

the soldiers were waiting

“…What is it?”

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

staring at him

had chained the enemy leader like this so that

say that he was

that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge

the information she had

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

Grrrrr, grr.

he heard coming from many of

the imprisoned Bears that

crying 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

you think shrewd bastards would look like warriors

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

was the way other Beast people referred

before addressing all

wanted to live and he kneeled in front of me and banged his forehead on

administrator’s pupils started to

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

probably begging

for the

atmosphere around the Bears changed. They started

Flame Dwarves earned a

earned a chance at

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

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently continued

looks like your king

to that statement. This

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

Bears to live on and a kingdom

Bears did not expect any help from their

knew about

“But you see…”

that they did not expect to be rescued

bastards knew better than anybody

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

was why Cale asked them

been faithful? Since when have Bears

Tap. Tap.

head close to the bars and observed the chained

tribe or the Lion

family, nor were they the

clearly see Cale who was standing underneath a torch. He could also see the sword master behind

are the

started

not the Wolves nor the Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe with the highest population because they were both strong and

“Act on your instincts.”

telling them to follow their