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.’

Dwarf chief slowly got up from his kneeling

Screeeech-

door to the area opened once

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

Screeech- Bang!

to stare at the disappearing Cale's back

have time to just look at

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

toward Cale. Her gaze seemed to be asking how he

her expression before taking a document out

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

‘Hooo.’

back a gasp and looked toward

him to prepare

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

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

to Rosalyn and

as well. I will be busy trying to create

them as he did not need them

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

of the worst criminals in the

was the

the corridor with multiple

bars

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

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries of

put on a twisted smile after looking toward the individuals who were glaring at him in the darkness

could not

reached the last room at the end

was located at the far end of

soon as he

Bang!

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

warden and the soldiers were waiting outside the underground

“…What is it?”

voice of the individual who was chained to the wall at this last

see the Bear leader staring at him from within the

Kingdom and the Roan Kingdom did not torture their prisoners. However, they had chained the enemy

that he was a mid-level

that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a

had shared the information she had heard from the northern kingdoms

Bear tribe supposedly has a king that rules over them. The northern kingdoms have not seen the king, however, there

Grrrrr, grr.

heard coming from

of the imprisoned Bears that were making these

to threaten Cale and let him know that they were

Yes, crying.

why he started to speak to the mid-level administrator who

would look like warriors because they pretended

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people referred to the

administrator before addressing all of the

he kneeled in front of me and banged his forehead

pupils started

tribe chief that the Bears had

begging for his

the Flame Dwarf tribe

the Bears changed. They started to

Flame Dwarves

earned a chance

to think that way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently

king has chosen to throw

seem to react to that statement. This was especially

‘It’d be a loss.’

than normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would not come

the Bears to live on and a kingdom for him to

was why the shrewd Bears did not expect

knew about

“But you see…”

to be rescued did

shrewd bastards knew better than anybody

died like this. The Bears

was why Cale asked

when have Bears been faithful? Since when have

Tap. Tap.

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

the Wolf tribe

for their pack and family, nor were they the Lion

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

the

administrator started to

Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow their instincts