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.”

up from his seat

“Young master-nim.”

work

It was Saint Jack.

for me

“Yes. It is fine.”

“I see.”

Cale's response. He had spoken much less since the

become even quieter after Cale told him about

Jack for a moment before

what to do with

The black magic book.

that the owner would know that the

none of my

though he didn’t think he was the owner. There was a simple reason for

need right now, and I can always pass it

contained a boring manual about how

“Young master-nim.”

hearing someone else calling for

was Mary this

looked at the black robe that was squirming as if she was hesitating, as well as Hilsman and Choi

Let’s

disguise magic or dye magic

was why they had to live

“That’s not it-”

Mary shook her head.

one side and thoroughly observed

not that? Then what is

for a moment before

been talking less

think that I

‘That was it?’

head. Mary slightly clenched

Queen of Death. The Underground

had 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

attention to what Cale was saying as he nodded his

you not

Mary unclenched her fists.

there was anybody who was

so obvious? Aren’t we all here because everybody

even defeat

the Empire have to do

the Queen of Death helped prepare the new plan, however, that was

about yesterday while looking at the still silent black robe. The stories that mayor

nonchalantly added

to become the Queen

about the existence that was pretty much her

she knew as the Sage of Death was also

was the person who needed to understand everything about the darkness attribute, suppress black magic, and rise to the zenith of those with the

known about that

to be that

“…No.”

do want to be unrivaled

Mary shook her head.

“Okay.”

could see Cale just

“…Is that okay?”

that is

answered without any

that Mary was able to become a necromancer thanks to the Sage of Death, however, hasn’t

more did you need in life in order to

waved

stories and think, ‘oh,

more than the regular Elves when it came to Dragons and legends. It was smart to just listen to it and take what you needed from

fingers underneath the

standing next to her, patted Mary's shoulders

an old story, a very old story. It’s also a story only the Dark Elves who become

of the necromancer who died during the final battle

grandfather had said that Mary had

thing on her

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

was the only thing on her mind. It could be considered selfish and make her a terrible person to pick Mary over saving

grandfather help her nephew Alberu, who was left alone in the palace, and why was she helping Mary

didn’t know what anyone else might be thinking, but she just wanted

her hand similarly to what

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

who had worked so hard already by

That was Tasha’s belief.

silent for a moment before nodding her head. Her mechanical GPS-like voice came

I like my neighbors

head and showed

thought that the Underground City was a nice place as well. A very nice place

else interjected into their

Underground City

It was a Dragon.