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

Screeeech-

to the

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!

Flame Dwarves continued to stare at the disappearing Cale's

hand, Cale didn’t have time

“Miss Rosalyn.”

“Huuuuu, yes?”

be asking how he could do something big like that

out a cough after seeing her expression before taking a document out of his pocket

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

‘Hooo.’

a gasp and looked

like him to prepare something like this in

Han smiled back at Rosalyn’s gaze but did not respond back. Rosalyn took that as something must have changed and shrugged her shoulders before speaking to

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

next to

I will be busy

not

two of them were heading out of the prison, Cale

of the worst criminals in the

the underground

the corridor with multiple cells

iron bars were clearly

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

Grrrrr, grr-

sounds that resembled

the individuals who were glaring at him in the darkness as the light of the torch did

gazes could not hold Cale

room at the end of

at the far end of the

as soon as

Bang!

like the actions of a thug,

and the soldiers were waiting outside the

“…What is it?”

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

staring at him

However, they had chained the enemy leader like this so that it would be difficult for him to think about

say that he was a mid-level

had heard that the Bear that led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was a mid-level administrator.

had heard from

not seen the king, however, there are ranks

Grrrrr, grr.

he heard coming from

Bears that were making these

as if to threaten Cale and let him know that

Yes, crying.

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

would look like warriors

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

other Beast people

all of the Bears

Kanelle if he wanted to live and he kneeled in front of me

pupils started

Flame Dwarf tribe chief that the Bears had looked down upon. That chief had

begging for

the Flame Dwarf

atmosphere around the Bears changed. They started to

Dwarves

a chance at

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

change in atmosphere

looks like your king has chosen to throw you

that

‘It’d be a loss.’

normal because of their high numbers. The king that the administrator

was a land for the Bears to live on and a kingdom for him to

why the shrewd Bears did not expect any

knew about

“But you see…”

that they did not expect to be

knew better

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

was why Cale asked

when have Bears been faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

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

the Wolf tribe or

and family, nor were they the Lion tribe who were proud of and

who was standing underneath a torch. He could also see the sword

are the

administrator started to

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

“Act on your instincts.”

was telling them to