Trash of the Count's Family

Teaser: Uno reverse card. Probably red to match Cale's hair. The Western continent is in shock.

Crown prince Alberu Crossman was laughing from the other side of the video communication device. Cale looked at him from the military operations room as he leaned back against an empty couch.

The first battle had ended.

The Western continent heard some surprising news.

The Empire’s crushing defeat.

The Empire that was supposed to be overwhelmingly powerful crumbled before the Whipper Kingdom's warriors. Rumors of Duke Huten’s capture as a prisoner of war are spreading rapidly across the Western continent.

“Aren’t you laughing a bit too much?”

Cale turned his head away from the lively Alberu, whose glibness seemed to have spread from his tongue to his entire face.

He could then see the Fire of Destruction that was still burning strong even after all of the other fires had been put out. Heeheehee, isn’t our fire beautiful?

‘Ah, this crazy bastard.’

Cale ignored the fiery thunderbolt’s voice. He then turned his head to see Alberu’s bright face once again. The Mogoru Empire contacted us.

That was expected. They asked if we provided the Whipper Kingdom with mages.

“And?”

Alberu replied with a cheerful expression. I told them that I never did! Isn’t that the truth?

“That is true. Although you technically gave them a vacation.”

The black Dragon Raon shook his head after seeing Cale and Alberu’s expressions. Cale didn’t care about Raon’s reaction as he nonchalantly added on..

“The results of the Empire’s battle seem to be spreading a bit too quickly though. It’s strange.”

Alberu snorted and responded back after seeing that Cale’s gaze was calm contrary to his statement about things being strange. Yeah, I spread the news.

The news of the Empire’s defeat, and detailed information of it at that, were quickly passed on to the, ‘people,’ of the Western continent.

In other words, it was spreading to the general public and not to the leaders of each kingdom.

Less than half a day had passed since the end of the first battle, however, the defeat of the Empire was an interesting story in the capitals of each kingdom. Isn’t this how we get the Empire to become even more panicked?

“That’s quite superb your highness. You’re as quick as a swift flying squirrel.”

Alberu frowned as he couldn’t tell if Cale’s words were a compliment or banter. He spoke to the punk who shared a similar personality as his own with a sour expression. You say that now, but you’ll be going to the Empire in order to spread the news as well, aren’t you?

Alberu turned his gaze to the person behind Cale as he said that. Well, our Sword of the Empire seems to be quite shocked, so you probably have to take care of that first.

There was a man bound with all kinds of restraints and magic spells.

The man showed no strength in his eyes as if he had aged a few decades over the span of a few hours.

His cheeks were quivering in shock.

Duke Huten, the Sword of the Empire.

He dejectedly looked at the white-haired Cale and crown prince Alberu, who was displayed through the video communication device.

Choi Han, who had the dye magic removed by now, was standing behind him while keeping a close watch over him.

“…Mmfh…Mmfh…Mmfh!”

Duke Huten, who couldn’t utter a word because his mouth was gagged, nevertheless uttered a cry, or some sort of muffled groan-like sound.

‘The Roan Kingdom! You Roan Kingdom bastards were the masterminds all along! How dare you bastards try and usurp the Empire’s position!’

Unfortunately, none of his thoughts could be said out loud.

Duke Huten’s eyes became bloodshot from resentful shock.

However, that didn’t bother Cale. A good person might have a guilty conscience, but both of them were people in positions of power who had played a role in the lives of many during the battle.

Those who had blood on their hands were pretty much the same.

Creak—

Cale rose from his chair and saw crown prince Alberu gently waving his hand at him as he straightened out his priest robe. Do a good job spreading the news in the Empire. Let the people know that the Empire suffered a crushing defeat so that they can grumble and complain to the Imperial Prince.

Duke Huten’s whole body trembled.

He couldn’t imagine anyone as evil as them.

Crown prince Alberu nonchalantly commented at that moment. That way we’ll be able to destroy the Alchemists’ Bell Tower, right?

Duke Huten’s body shook as if he had been struck by lightning. He could see that both Cale and Alberu were looking towards him.

The white-haired Cale’s voice was then heard.

“Don’t act so surprised. We know everything, Duke-nim.”

Cale pointed at his white hair and uttered a single phrase.

“The White Star.”

The look of resentment and anger in Duke Huten’s eyes changed.

He had a look of fear toward an unknown existence that could not be comprehended.

‘How much do they know?

No, what do they know?’

His mind drew a blank as he looked at Cale and Alberu.

However, there was no one to answer his question.

Click.

Alberu hung up after saying what he needed to say as usual while Cale prepared to leave as he gave Choi Han an order.

“Lock him up.”

Duke Huten stared at Cale as he was dragged down to the prison. The corners of Cale’s lips slowly went up into a smile that seemed to resemble the smile of a holy priest.

Cale arrived at the slums of the Mogoru Empire’s capital with that smile on his face.

The Mogoru Empire’s capital.

Jam, who had been walking over to open the vegetable store early in the morning, slowly stopped walking after hearing some voices.

“…The Empire’s army lost?”

“The Sword of the Empire was captured? He lost to that Toonka?”

Jam’s gaze turned toward the alley’s walls.

He could see some ripped papers as he heard some more whispers.

see the notice that was plastered on

I went to see it at dawn, the capital guards were ripping them

wall in the capital

Mogoru Empire’s crushing defeat

taking the notices down early in the morning and that the Imperial

“…Were we really defeated?”

“I don’t know.”

begin

scenery that was supposed to be lively

was in a volatile

ever since the terror attack on the Church of the Sun God. The people of the Empire were

a foreboding

something big going to happen

the soldiers are looking for the people who

scouring

shut tight after seeing the torn notices on

started

had to visit before opening the vegetable shop. He passed by the business district and headed for the slums while furtively scanned the surrounding

were many people similar

a bit shabbily, and seemed to be in a hurry as if they were all only briefly stopping by on their way

they all had smiles on

on Jam’s face

clean house near the entrance

Creeeak.

opened the

Mr. Jam! You’re

happily clasped Jam’s

have you been

white priestess robe handed over a small glass bottle with a smile. The smile on Jam’s lips was bright, but

Thank you so

clutched the bottle containing the potion with a tearful expression. This would stop

rumor has been secretly circulating among the people of

cure illnesses have

or where the rumor

rumor was

robes appeared and hid around the capital while handing

title is a bit

healer-nim,

robes, they refused to be called priests or priestesses. They also did not have

was why there was only one thing that he could

middle-aged woman requested a simple favor

who is sick or encountering

there be such

bring those that are sick

make sure it is done secretly. You understand, right? The Empire has been a bit noisy these

“I know, I understand.”

you,

middle-aged woman put on a bitter

able to treat the sick if we are chased

the priestess’ dedication to the sick even as he prepared for another long and tiring day of work. He bowed to the benevolent priestess and headed

make sure that they don’t find

thank you. Goodbye

Creeeak, click.

The old door closed.

no one else coming to find

pretty amazing,

voice. She could see

nothing, young master-nim. I’m just proud to

Cale snorted.

to the woman with a benevolent smile, the assassin

of vitality after doing some stealthy tasks last night for the first time in

“Hahahaha, surely not.”

Cale’s gaze with a slightly

that resembled a guard dog from hell, did an excellent job imitating a

a pretty good job

she did a good job carrying

notices from last night were the works of

Prince is probably in a bit

as the attention it was getting from within the Empire. That was probably why he tried to control the release of information about the war as much

control was broken by Cale before he could

spoke with a refreshed tone as she knew this was the case

will have to do some damage control about this war

had to

one

Was that it?

also the correspondence that he had sent to the Whipper Kingdom. The moment the Whipper Kingdom makes that correspondence public throughout the

give up

her shoulders and

utterly crush the Whipper Kingdom and display

course, it’ll

Sword of the Empire has been broken, its

was the case, how could the Empire crush the

the people of the Empire and steady their

Prince will

“That’s right.”

Empire needed someone more impactful

had to be the

as if

Imperial

Creeak—

The door opened.

resumed speaking as soon as the door closed after

Prince will soon be

looked over Freesia’s shoulder and gazed at the person standing in front of the closed door as he answered her

He’ll be like a rat trapped in

a cat will catch that

the man standing behind

“Sir Rex.”

“…Young master-nim.”

something to

he heard of Cale’s arrival. He responded to the

something I must tell

“Follow me.”

headed toward the second floor, and Cale and Rex soon sat down on the couch facing

looked quite tired and had dark circles under his eyes as if

lips at Cale’s gaze and

“Young master Cale-nim.”

what Cale has previously

is the man who will defeat the Emperor and the Imperial Prince and rise

unable to sleep at night. The contents of

administration,

after Cale told him to study were all getting jumbled up in his

to be tilting away from its stable foundation due to large and small incidents. Rex had been noticing that change in atmosphere

the things that he learned were

the person who could put the chaos in his mind to rest, was extremely