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

Screeeech-

to the area

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

Screeech- Bang!

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

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

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

he could do something big like that without

taking a document out of his pocket and explaining to

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

‘Hooo.’

gasp and looked toward

him to prepare something like

Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders before speaking to

of things to do. I have things to finish with

slowly moved next to Rosalyn

out as well. I will be busy trying to create

not need them anymore

of them were heading out of the prison, Cale headed

heading toward the location of the worst criminals in

the underground

past the corridor with multiple

bars

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

Grrrrr, grr-

sounds that resembled

individuals who were glaring at him

gazes could not

the last room at the end of the

at the far

soon as he

Bang!

bars. Although this looked like the actions of a

were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

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

staring at him from within the

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

they say that he

Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death

she had heard from the northern

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

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from many

imprisoned Bears that were making

Cale and

Yes, crying.

why he started to speak to the mid-level administrator who was the leader of the

shrewd bastards would look like warriors because they pretended

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast

all

and he kneeled in front of me and banged his forehead on

administrator’s pupils

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

begging for his

for the Flame Dwarf

Bears changed. They started to

Flame Dwarves earned a

had earned a

Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead

in atmosphere and confidently continued to

king has

that statement. This was especially true for the

‘It’d be a loss.’

the

was a land for the Bears to

did

about

“But you see…”

expect to be rescued did not

knew better

they would die for nothing if they died like this. The Bears knew better than anybody else that they could not die like

Cale

have Bears been faithful? Since when have Bears been

Tap. Tap.

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

aren’t the Wolf tribe or the

were not the Wolves who would sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they

the darkness could clearly see Cale who was standing underneath a torch. He could

the

started

nor the Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to