Trash of the Count's Family

“It is right here.”

They were at a tower with no windows slightly away from the central palace.

There were quite a lot of knights and soldiers surrounding the tower and guarding the only entrance inside.

Crown prince Alberu pointed at the door.

“The underground prison is located underneath this tower.”

“Thank you for guiding me here.”

Nobody dared to openly look at Alberu and Cale who were casually chatting. Human! They are all peeking at you!

However, all of the soldiers, knights, and even the palace officials in the distance were focused on Cale and Alberu.

It was because this was a meeting between two people who would be the Roan Kingdom’s pillars for a long time.

Alberu casually commented at that moment as if it was nothing.

“Young master Cale, I guess everybody was curious to see if you were still alive? They keep peeking at you.”

The knight standing right outside the tower entrance flinched.

There had been rumors about how he was in a coma or dead since Cale's battle at the Jungle such that many people in the Roan Kingdom were still talking about him.

So, it was obvious that they would all focus on him today, especially because he came to the underground prison with Alberu.

Alberu leisurely continued to speak.

“Not everybody working in the palace are my people, so I'm sure that many nobles will know about your condition soon enough.”

Cale had a stoic expression as Alberu laughed, but the knights and soldiers nearby could not be at peace listening to this statement.

Alberu was saying that there were people in the palace who were providing information to other nobles.

The crown prince looked around at the knights nearby before casually commenting once again.

“Well, I'm sure you will all do what you have to do. Isn’t that right?”

Alberu looked at Cale and smiled brightly. Cale held back his sigh after seeing the crown prince’s public smile.

‘How wicked.’

Cale had to hold himself back from shaking his head at Alberu’s actions.

Alberu Crossman currently had the Roan Kingdom’s greatest Mage Brigade under his command. Furthermore, although he had no backing behind him as the first prince, he was well-respected by the knights as a high-grade swordsman.

The fact that someone like that was acting like this right now meant that some of the knights here were providing information to one of the more powerful nobles in the Kingdom.

‘He really is good at his work.’

Cale knew Alberu would run a tight ship as king since Alberu didn’t show even the smallest of openings as he was leading Cale around.

However, Cale just smiled modestly and responded.

“Of course. How can everybody not do their jobs well when we are around you, our future sun, your highness?”

“Haha, I knew we understood each other well. Hahahaha.”

‘Thank you for feeling that way, your highness. Hahaha!”

Cale and Alberu both laughed out loud. …Both of you are laughing so weirdly.

Of course, Cale was just playing along with Alberu’s act.

“Open the door.”

“Yes, your highness!”

The still laughing Alberu gave the order and two knights quickly opened the door to the tower leading down to the underground prison.

“Be safe down there. I must go take care of business.”

“Thank you very much, your highness.”

Cale slightly bowed toward Alberu and walked into the underground prison. I'm coming too!

The invisible Raon was naturally with him.

Craaaackle.

Cale could see burning torches as soon as he entered the tower.

Screeeech- boom!

The door closed.

Cale did not look up, but down at the bottom of the tower.

He could see a staircase going down that never seemed to end. There were knights and soldiers located at set intervals all the way down.

They were the ones who guarded the underground prison.

Cale received silent greetings from them as he slowly headed down the stairs.

He recalled Alberu’s explanation.

the underground prison. There are five cells there and three of those cells

the lowest floor of the underground

Roan Kingdom's battle against the Indomitable Alliance. They had all been caught in the Northeastern

three people was Syrem, the fake

Tap. Tap.

were the only sounds

walk down this deep and

fake

covered, and magic was

only things that that were

‘Fuck! Fuck!’

thing Syrem had been thinking

not

of this year. He had started with the invasion of the Henituse territory and then

just been waiting for the day he

he had lost his will to

they killed

he was still

had a pretty good idea that the Roan Kingdom had won the war as someone

that he would

why had they still not

underground prison. He had no way of knowing how much time had

might be able to live because nothing had happened to him for a long time. He had the tiniest of hope of making it out alive. Even if the White Star did not come to save him, he still had that glimmer of

let go of even that

knows how

someone walking down this silent

door screeching open before the person came and took off his

at Syrem

can you have any

Crossman. It was

had asked that question with a

is a chance of

up hope

had been left alone

it makes no sense for me to think that

let someone who tried

someone who held

the kingdom would revolt if they let

should just quickly kill

was at that

Tap, tap.

of footsteps coming

Tap, tap.

Syrem became anxious.

just one

when the crown prince had come down

Tap, tap.

heard only one

be going

Who could it be?’

thoughts filled

crown prince coming down to tell me that

He wasn’t worth anything for someone at the level of the crown prince to personally come to

was not a

at least one guard who

could it

could not fathom

the same time, he recalled a

will decide

had said that as he took out the white crown. Syrem

Tap, tap.

slowly got

‘Let’s forget about it.’

would rather forget about Cale

Screeeech.

iron cell door starting

Tap, tap.

footsteps became even

Click!

stopped right in

got goosebumps at this

at

Shhh.

blindfolds over Syrem’s eyes were slowly and gently removed. Syrem remained still

to open his eyes after not hearing the person speak

was in a dark underground prison, but

Syrem could not

was a white

man in a white

could also see red hair and

“M, my liege?”

called out for the White

he knew with a white mask, red hair, and brown eyes was the

the white mask

heart sink at

They were too dark.