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 up from his kneeling

Screeeech-

to the

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

Screeech- Bang!

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

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

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

gaze seemed to be asking how he

taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to Rosalyn and

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

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp and

to prepare something

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

on my way now. I have a lot of things to do. I have things to

next to Rosalyn

well. I will be busy trying to create this

did not need

heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction, going

heading toward the location of the worst criminals in the Castle Blang

the underground

past the corridor with

bars

could also see the chained individuals on the other side of the cell. The large floor of the underground prison was

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled the

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

those gazes could not hold Cale

at the

was located at the far end of

as soon

Bang!

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

soldiers were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

chained to the wall at this last cell could be heard.

could see the Bear leader staring at him

chained the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for

they say that he was a

that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level

had heard

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

Grrrrr, grr.

at the growls he heard coming from

imprisoned Bears

threaten Cale and let him know that

Yes, crying.

the scared animals. That was why he started to speak

shrewd bastards would look like

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people referred to the Bear

looked at the administrator before addressing all

he kneeled in front of me and banged his forehead

pupils

chief that the Bears had looked down upon. That

begging for his

for the Flame

Bears changed. They started

Dwarves earned a

earned a chance

way. However, Cale had never

the change in atmosphere

looks like your king has chosen

did not seem to react to that statement. This was especially true

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

Bears to live on and a

Bears did not expect any help from their

about this as

“But you see…”

expect to be rescued did not mean that they wanted to

shrewd bastards knew better

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

was why Cale asked them

faithful? Since when have

Tap. Tap.

approached the iron bars. He pushed his head close to

the Wolf tribe or the

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

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

the Bear

administrator started to

the Bears. They were the tribe with the highest population because they were both strong and

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to follow their instincts