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.”

out a deep sigh and then got up from his seat as well. He then started to create a teleportation magic

“Young master-nim.”

Eruhaben work turned

It was Saint Jack.

for me to go to like

“Yes. It is fine.”

“I see.”

stepped back after hearing Cale's response. He had spoken much less

have a lot on his mind. He had become even quieter after Cale told him about the first page of

Jack for a moment before touching

do

The black magic book.

the owner would know that the book

of

he didn’t think he was the owner. There was a

information I need right now, and I

than the first page, the rest of the contents contained a boring manual about how to become

“Young master-nim.”

his head after hearing someone else calling for

was Mary

black robe that was squirming as if she was hesitating, as well as Hilsman and

Let’s just change the color of your

impossible to use disguise magic or dye magic on

was why they had to live without

“That’s not it-”

Mary shook her head.

tilted his head to one side and thoroughly observed

Then

for a moment before

had been talking

Death, do you think that I will

‘That was it?’

Mary slightly clenched her fists after seeing Cale

Death. The Queen

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 she was thinking

attention to what Cale was saying as he nodded his

have you

Mary unclenched her fists.

who was not important during the

something so obvious? Aren’t we all here

couldn’t believe that someone who could now even

does the Empire have to do with

the information in the black magic book about the Queen of Death helped prepare the new

silent black robe. The stories that mayor Obante had shared with them passed through

then nonchalantly added

wish to become the Queen

the existence that was pretty

of Death was also

black magic, and rise to the zenith

not known

to be that

“…No.”

do want to be unrivaled

Mary shook her head.

“Okay.”

could see Cale just nodding his

“…Is that okay?”

that

answered without any

a necromancer thanks to the Sage of Death, however, hasn’t she

in life in order to live

waved his

and think, ‘oh, such a

Dark Elf who exaggerated even more than the regular Elves when it came to Dragons and legends. It was smart

underneath the robe

her, patted Mary's shoulders as she

as well. It is an old story, a very old story.

recalled the legend of the necromancer who died during the final

had said that Mary

only one thing on her mind right

but I can’t let

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

mayor's office to make her grandfather help her nephew Alberu, who was left alone in the palace, and why

what anyone else might be thinking, but she just wanted to

her hand similarly to what Cale had

about all of that now. Just let it

had worked so

That was Tasha’s belief.

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

like our city. I like

his head and

Underground City was a nice place as well. A very nice

into their

right! The Underground City

It was a Dragon.