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.’

got up

Screeeech-

to the area

behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had

Screeech- Bang!

continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's back until the

the other hand, Cale didn’t have

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

her expression before taking a document out of his pocket

into words what I had in mind, so I leave this task to the

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp and

to prepare something like this in

but did not respond back. Rosalyn took

of things to

moved next to Rosalyn and added

I will be busy trying to create this

did not need them

of them were heading out of the prison, Cale

the location of the worst criminals in

the

past the corridor with multiple cells

bars were clearly

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

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries

smile after looking toward the individuals who were glaring at

gazes could

the last room at the end of the underground

at the far end

leg as soon as

Bang!

the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han, the invisible Raon, and Cale

the soldiers were waiting outside the underground

“…What is it?”

wall at this last cell could be heard. It was a cracked

see the Bear leader staring at him from within the

did not torture their prisoners. However, they had chained the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for him to think

they say that he was

the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator. Cale

information she had heard from the northern kingdoms to

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

Grrrrr, grr.

growls he heard

was all of the imprisoned Bears that were making these animal

if to threaten Cale and let him

Yes, crying.

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

think shrewd bastards would look like warriors because they pretended to be

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to the Bear

addressing all of the Bears in

wanted to live and he kneeled

pupils started

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

probably begging for

for the Flame

around the Bears changed. They

Flame Dwarves

had earned a chance

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

change in atmosphere and confidently continued

it looks like your king

to react to that statement. This was

‘It’d be a loss.’

The king that the

was a land for the Bears to live on and a

did not

knew about this

“But you see…”

did not expect to be rescued did not mean that

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

why Cale asked

faithful? Since

Tap. Tap.

pushed his head close to the bars and observed the chained Bear administrator

tribe or

the Wolves who would sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud

administrator who was in the darkness could clearly see Cale who was standing

are the

started

They were the tribe with the highest population because they were both

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow