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 up from his

Screeeech-

the area opened once

him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been standing outside walked back in once they left and the door slowly closed

Screeech- Bang!

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

other hand, Cale didn’t have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

cough after seeing her expression before taking a document out

just put into words what I had

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp and looked toward

prepare something

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

lot of things to do. I have things to

slowly moved next to Rosalyn and

as well. I

nonchalantly waived at them as he did not

were heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite

of the worst criminals in the Castle Blang

the

walked past the corridor with

bars

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

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled the cries

individuals who were glaring at him in the

could not hold Cale

the last room at the

at the far end

his leg as soon as he approached the

Bang!

kicked at the iron bars. Although this looked like 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?”

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

staring at him from within the

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

he

led the Bear tribe in the Gorge

had shared the information she had heard from the northern kingdoms

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

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from many

was all of the imprisoned Bears that were making these animal

and let him know that they were still

Yes, crying.

why he started to

bastards would look like

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast

looked at the administrator before addressing all of

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

administrator’s pupils started

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

begging for

the Flame Dwarf tribe

around the Bears changed. They started

Flame Dwarves earned a

had earned a chance at

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

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently continued

it looks like your king has chosen

Bears did not seem to react to that statement. This

‘It’d be a loss.’

than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would not come to the Gorge of Death to rescue them while

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

shrewd Bears did not expect any help

about

“But you see…”

they did not expect to be

knew better than anybody

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

Cale asked

Bears been faithful? Since

Tap. Tap.

close to the

tribe or

themselves for their pack and family, nor were they

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

the Bear

started to

were not the Wolves nor the Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe with the highest

“Act on your instincts.”

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