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

Screeeech-

door to the

followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been standing outside walked back in once they left

Screeech- Bang!

continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's

the other hand, Cale didn’t have time to just look at

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

gaze seemed to be asking how he could do

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

the Firebird. I just put into words what I had in mind, so I leave

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp and

like him to prepare something like this

at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged

on my way now. I have a lot of things to do. I have things to finish with Miss Witira as

next to Rosalyn

I will be busy trying to create

as he did not need them anymore and

of them were heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction, going deeper into the

the location of the worst

was the

the corridor with multiple

bars were clearly

on the other side of the cell. The large

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled

glaring at him in the darkness as the light of the torch did not reach

could

reached the last room at the end of the underground

the far end of

as soon

Bang!

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

warden and the soldiers were

“…What is it?”

was chained to the wall at this

the Bear leader staring

did not torture their prisoners. However, they had chained the enemy leader like this so

they say that he was a mid-level

tribe in the Gorge

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

Grrrrr, grr.

growls he heard coming from

all of the imprisoned Bears

threaten Cale and let him know that they

Yes, crying.

he started to speak to the mid-level administrator who was the leader of the Bears in this

shrewd bastards would look like warriors

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

other Beast people referred to

administrator before addressing all of the

Chief Kanelle if he wanted to live and he kneeled

pupils started

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

probably begging

for the Flame Dwarf tribe to

Bears changed. They started

Flame Dwarves earned a

had earned a chance at

them to think that way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and

atmosphere and confidently

it looks like your king has chosen

to that statement. This was especially true for

‘It’d be a loss.’

king that the administrator

about was a land for the Bears to

the shrewd Bears did not expect any help from

knew about this as

“But you see…”

did not expect to be rescued did not mean that

bastards knew better than

The Bears knew better than anybody else that they could not die like

why Cale

Bears been faithful?

Tap. Tap.

his head close to the bars and observed

Wolf tribe or the

their pack and family, nor were

who was standing underneath a

the

administrator started to

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

“Act on your instincts.”

them to follow their