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

Screeeech-

to the area opened once

walked out of the door 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

Screeech- Bang!

continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's

didn’t have time to just look at

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

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

expression before taking a document out of his pocket and explaining

just put into words what I had in mind,

‘Hooo.’

a gasp and looked toward

him to prepare something

Han smiled back at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took

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

to Rosalyn and

be heading out as well. I will be busy trying to create this

not need them anymore and quickly started to

prison, Cale headed in the opposite direction, going deeper into the

the

was the

corridor with

bars were

the other side of the cell. The

Grrrrr, grr-

that resembled the

individuals who were glaring at

gazes could not

reached the last room at the

was located at the far end

soon as he approached the

Bang!

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

and the soldiers were

“…What is it?”

the individual who was chained to the wall at this last

the Bear leader staring at

the enemy leader like this so that it

they say that he was a mid-level

the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator. Cale recalled what Rosalyn told

shared the information she had heard from the

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

Grrrrr, grr.

the growls he heard coming from many of

imprisoned Bears that were making these animal

were crying as if to threaten Cale and

Yes, crying.

animals. That was why he started to speak to the mid-level administrator

bastards would look like warriors because they pretended

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

Beast people referred to

at the administrator before addressing all of the Bears in the underground

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

pupils started

that the Bears had looked down

was probably begging for his

gave something for the Flame

around the Bears changed.

Flame Dwarves earned a

a chance

way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead had only

noticed the change in atmosphere and

it looks like your king has chosen to throw you

Bears did not seem to react to that statement. This

‘It’d be a loss.’

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

was a land for the Bears

the shrewd Bears did

knew about this

“But you see…”

they did not expect to be rescued did not mean that they wanted to

bastards knew better

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

was why Cale asked them

Bears been faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

close to the bars and observed the chained

tribe or the

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

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

are the Bear

administrator started to

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

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow