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 from

Screeeech-

the area

Han had opened. Rosalyn and Mary followed behind him. The soldiers, knights,

Screeech- Bang!

at the disappearing Cale's back

have time to

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

taking a document out of

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

‘Hooo.’

held back a gasp

prepare something

did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and

things

next to Rosalyn and added

well. I will be

did not need them anymore

the two of them were heading out of the prison, Cale headed in the

the location of the worst criminals in the Castle

the

the corridor with multiple cells lined

iron bars

side of the cell. The large floor of the underground prison

Grrrrr, grr-

resembled the

toward the individuals who were glaring at him in the

could not hold Cale

the last room at the end of

at the far

leg as soon as he approached the

Bang!

this looked like the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han, the invisible Raon,

the soldiers were waiting outside the underground

“…What is it?”

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

staring at him from

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

he

tribe in the Gorge of Death

had shared the information she had heard from the northern kingdoms to

The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from many of the

imprisoned Bears that were making

as if to threaten Cale and let him know that they

Yes, crying.

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

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

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

way other Beast people referred to

before addressing all of the Bears

and he kneeled in front of me and banged his

administrator’s pupils

that the Bears

probably begging for his

gave something for the Flame

Bears changed. They started to

Flame Dwarves earned

a chance at

However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently continued to

your king has chosen to

react to that

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

he cared about was a land for the Bears to live on and

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect any help from their

knew about

“But you see…”

did not expect to be rescued did not mean that they

knew better than anybody

they would die for nothing if they died like this. The Bears knew

Cale asked

Bears been faithful? Since

Tap. Tap.

close to the bars and observed

tribe or

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

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

the

administrator started

were not the Wolves nor the Lions, they were 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