Trash of the Count's Family

“…I can’t even contact him.”

He was unable to contact crown prince Alberu right now.

It was not that he was avoiding Cale's calls on purpose. It just kept saying that his line was busy.

‘Just what the hell is he doing that his video communication device is constantly busy?’

Cale pushed this issue back by leaving a single lined message.

It was easier for him to move if people thought that he was dead anyway.

“Raon, pretend to be me and send messages back to the people who left messages.”

“Alright, human!”

The snickering Raon cutely nodded his head and Cale got up and looked at the group of people inside the tent.

Eruhaben, Mary, Choi Han, Saint Jack, Vice Captain Hilsman, and the Dark Elf Tasha.

Rosalyn and Litana were not here. The two of them were going to remain in the Jungle to restore it and to help make the rumor more believable.

Of course, the Dark Elf mayor Obante was going to stay behind and help them out with the Dark Elf warriors as well.

“Young master Cale, doesn’t it seem like his highness caused quite the scene?”

Tasha mockingly smiled as she walked next to Cale. Mary followed behind her.

Cale shook his head after seeing Tasha smile even more each time he said something negative about the crown prince.

‘She’s making fun of us.’

Tasha was definitely enjoying making fun of Cale and her nephew, Alberu.

Cale brushed this off before looking at Eruhaben.

“What is it?”

Eruhaben bluntly asked when he saw Cale's gaze, leading Cale to respond in kind.

“Please put a disguise on me.”

“Haaaaaaaaa.”

Eruhaben let out a deep sigh before touching his forehead. He then mumbled, ‘what an unlucky final year for me,’ before channeling his white gold aura.

“What and how should I change it? Just let me know.”

‘Oh?’

Cale felt as if he was facing the true majestic nature of a Dragon and decided to thoroughly put this ancient Dragon to work.

He pointed to Hilsman, Choi Han, and himself.

“Please give us brown eyes and brown hair.”

“…To all three of you?”

Cale nodded his head without much thought as Eruhaben asked back. It was best to not stand out as much as possible because they would need to move through the slums as well as different places in the Empire’s capital.

The Empire had a lot of people with brown hair.

“Yes sir. That will catch the least attention, don't you think so?”

“True.”

Snap. Snap. Snap.

The ancient Dragon snapped three times. Cale's eyes and hair changed color instantly. It was a much faster casting speed than Raon.

He heard Raon's voice as he was satisfied with Eruhaben’s work.

“You look like siblings?”

‘What?’

Cale turned his head. An oddly excited Hilsman started to shout.

“Young master-nim, having our hair the same brown color like this makes us look like siblings! Hahahaha! I am the great and mighty Shield-”

“Enough.”

Cale wanted to shut Hilsman up.

He didn't know what this punk had been up to, but the Jungle people who had been with Hilsman were all now looking at him with odd gazes.

Cale turned away from Hilsman and looked toward Choi Han. He was quietly looking at a mirror and touching his hair.

‘I guess he probably never really dyed his hair since he came here during his high school years.’

Cale stood up from his seat.

“Eruhaben-nim.”

“What is it?”

“Teleportation please.”

“Haaaa.”

got up from his seat as well. He

“Young master-nim.”

watching Eruhaben work turned toward

It was Saint Jack.

fine for me

“Yes. It is fine.”

“I see.”

back after hearing Cale's response. He had

mind. He had become even quieter

moment before touching his inner

what to do with this

The black magic book.

said that the owner would know that the book was for them

none of my

even though he didn’t think he was the owner.

I need right now, and I can

of the contents contained a boring manual about how to become a beginner black

“Young master-nim.”

turned his head after hearing someone else calling for

was Mary

robe that was squirming as if she was hesitating, as well as Hilsman and Choi Han, before starting

need to disguise yourself either. Let’s just change

use disguise

was why they had to live

“That’s not it-”

Mary shook her head.

head to one

that? Then what

for a moment before

had been talking less

think that I will be important in the

‘That was it?’

slightly clenched her fists after seeing Cale

Queen of Death. The

heard too much information from mayor Obante. She wasn't able to think about it yesterday because she was busy absorbing the dead mana, however, she had a lot on her mind now that

was saying as he nodded his

you not

Mary unclenched her fists.

there was anybody who was not important during the

she asking something so obvious? Aren’t we all here because

that someone who could now even defeat Choi Han was saying something like

the Empire have to do with the

the information in the black magic book about the Queen of Death helped prepare the new plan, however, that was just a bit

silent black robe. The stories that mayor

nonchalantly added

to become

about the existence that was pretty much

knew as the Sage of

who needed to understand everything about the darkness attribute, suppress black magic, and rise to the zenith of those with the darkness attribute. Such a person was the author of the book she

had not known about that

to be that kind

“…No.”

to be unrivaled in

Mary shook her head.

“Okay.”

could see Cale just nodding

“…Is that okay?”

that is

without

able to become a necromancer thanks to the Sage of Death, however, hasn’t she already done enough to

what more did you need in life

waved

stories and think, ‘oh, such a thing happened in

was coming from a Dark Elf who exaggerated even more than the regular Elves when it came to Dragons and legends. It was smart to just listen to it and take

fingers underneath the robe were

was standing next to her, patted Mary's shoulders as she added

stories from grandfather as well. It is an old story, a very old story.

necromancer who died during the final battle in the

had said that Mary had

one thing on

for the things that the Queen of Death did for us, but

be considered selfish and make her a

her grandfather help her nephew Alberu, who was left alone in the

be thinking, but she

waved her hand similarly to

about all of that now. Just let it in one ear and out

had worked so hard already by talking about a Queen or

That was Tasha’s belief.

nodding her head. Her mechanical GPS-like voice came

city. I like

head and showed

nice place as well. A very nice place

into their conversation at

right! The Underground

It was a Dragon.