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 his

Screeeech-

the area

followed behind him. The soldiers, knights, and mages who had been

Screeech- Bang!

to stare at the disappearing

Cale didn’t have time to just look at

“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 his pocket and explaining to

words what I had in mind, so I leave this task

‘Hooo.’

a gasp and looked toward

him to prepare

took that as something must

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

moved next to

be heading out as well. I will be busy trying

at them as he did not need them

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

the location of the worst criminals in the

the underground

walked past the corridor with multiple cells lined

bars were clearly

side of

Grrrrr, grr-

were sounds that resembled the cries

were glaring at him in the darkness as the light of the torch did not

could not

room at the end of

located at the far end of

soon

Bang!

foot ruthlessly kicked at the iron bars. Although this looked like the actions of a thug, only the prisoners, Choi Han,

the soldiers were waiting

“…What is it?”

was chained to the wall at this last cell could be heard. It was a cracked

could see the Bear leader staring at him

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

he was

led the Bear tribe in the Gorge of Death was

had heard from the northern kingdoms to

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

Grrrrr, grr.

growls he heard coming from many of the

of the imprisoned Bears that were

and let him know that they were

Yes, crying.

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

like warriors because they

The crying immediately stopped.

A shrewd tribe.

the way other Beast people referred to

administrator before addressing all of the

kneeled

administrator’s pupils

chief that the Bears had looked down upon. That chief had supposedly kneeled in front of

probably begging for his

gave something for the

around the Bears changed. They started to

Dwarves

earned a chance

natural for them to think that way. However, Cale had never promised the Dwarves anything and instead had

noticed the change in atmosphere and confidently

king has

seem to react to that statement. This was especially true for the

‘It’d be a loss.’

of their high numbers. The king that the administrator knew would

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

was why the shrewd Bears did

knew about this

“But you see…”

fact that they did not expect to be rescued did

knew better

if they died like this. The Bears knew better

why Cale

been faithful? Since when

Tap. Tap.

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

the Wolf tribe or the

who would sacrifice themselves for their pack and family, nor were they

was in the darkness could clearly see Cale who was

are the Bear

administrator started to

were not the Wolves nor the Lions, they were the Bears. They were the tribe with the highest population because they were both strong

“Act on your instincts.”

to follow