Trash of the Count's Family

Raon's pupils started to shake. He sat there flapping his wings with his jaws dropped. It was the same for Hong. His eyes were open round without moving at all.

Nobody was saying anything.

‘… My goodness.’

Rosalyn subconsciously covered her mouth.

Cale had suddenly opened his eyes without any indications of it happening. He sat up and leaned on the head of the bed with a blank expression before he randomly started crying.

Teardrops were falling drop after drop.

He had a blank expression on his usually stoic face as he continued to drip tears one after another. Seeing this made Rosalyn wonder if she was dreaming.

Cale Henituse.

What kind of person was he? Rosalyn never expected Cale to show such a sight.

It would be fitting to see him cry in anger or annoyance. Those would be the reasons she would have expected to see him cry.

‘…But this-!’

For Cale to be crying like this! Rosalyn lowered the hand that was covering her mouth that had clenched into a fist at some point. She felt as if she should say something.

It was at that moment.

“…Why am I crying? I'm not sad.”

Cale said that before slightly lifting the corners of his lips and trying to smile.

Rosalyn’s fist covered her mouth again. The corners of the lips he had tried so hard to lift looked sorrowful.

Seeing someone with a pale expression smiling sorrowfully and crying made her unable to speak. She looked around.

The way On, Hong, and Raon all stiffly sat there with their pupils shaking must mean that they were all shocked. Eruhaben who was on the couch looked shocked as well, while Mary seemed frozen and stopped eating the cookie she had started to eat while saying, ‘people need to eat.’

Cale’s servant Ron seemed to have frozen and forgotten to maintain his benign smile.

Choi Han was the last person she saw.

‘Hmm?’

He had a different expression than the others.

Choi Han had a complicated and concerned look on his face as he stood there quietly staring at Cale with his arms crossed. It was at that moment.

“H, human, did you h, have a nightmare?”

Raon stuttered as he quickly approached Cale’s side and landed on the bed.

‘Huh?’

Rosalyn could see Choi Han sighing after hearing the word, ‘nightmare.’ Choi Han slightly shook his head before starting to smile as if there was nothing he could do about it. He made eye contact with Rosalyn as he did that.

‘What is it?’

She quietly asked with her mouth, but Choi Han waved his hand to say it was nothing, making her realize that there definitely was something.

However, she didn't have time to ask Choi Han anything else.

“You must eat.”

Mary in her black robe walked past Rosalyn toward the bed with the cookie basket in her hand.

The basket that was full of cookies was placed on the bed.

“We eat when we are sad. Eating is winning. We become sad when we are hungry. We become hungry when we are sad.”

Mary rapidly said all these things before grabbing a cookie and putting it in Cale's hand. Rosalyn had never seen Mary being so proactive before.

“… I told you, I'm not sad.”

Cale commented with his usual stoic expression.

can’t trick us! You shit-for-brains

us! You

Hong immediately

flabbergasted. It was at that

Pat pat.

his hand that was not holding the cookie. Cale

I really

even started to think that it would be okay to take peeks at these records that he had buried

sticky from the melted chocolate from the cookie as he

how much

flinched after looking toward

“Raon-nim.”

Raon who fluttered his wings and

unconscious for 20 days, 1 hour, 32

out for

my longest time unconscious before this about

started to speak after having those

happened to the

Northern Alchemists’ Tower issue? He urgently looked

master Cale, you

I

as she started to

airships in

Click.

and two people entered as she started to speak. One of

that green

just say? Green onion pancakes? …They have green

sentence properly. He held the plate with this food he had never made before with one hand while rubbing his eyes with the other hand as

“Am I seeing things?”

young master Cale Henituse's crying face. He was no longer crying, but it was obvious that he had

looks like I need

with the plate. Cale looked toward him with shock, but he

“Oh! Young master-nim!”

It was Saint Jack.

robe as he walked

tears on your face,

asking with such a pure expression on his face. Punks like Beacrox

not in any

relieved. And young

ninety degrees to thank

time and Miss Rosalyn and Eruhaben-nim were able to cast shields while

continued

to retreat. We debated chasing after them and launching a counterattack, but the enemies dropped one airship toward the capital and made it explode, leaving us no choice but

Jack is explaining

was probably better not to make such rash decisions if Rosalyn and Eruhaben had to resist an exploding airship with their

dangerous to chase after

Saint Jack explain

before heading over to the Northern Alchemists’ Tower only to see that they had all escaped. Ah, based on the debris from the destroyed airships and golems, it looks like you

‘Mm, I see.’

from someone who

four Alchemists’ Towers. Of course, we swindled any alchemy-related texts and

his head could see

and sacrifices, young master-nim. You don’t know how

feels a bit

difficult to handle Jack

woke up. I feel like I can

Thank you for worrying about me,

Jack. He could then see

I don't need to

such a gaze and stared

if three weeks

worried

looking at him while sitting on the couch. Eruhaben took a sip of tea as he

contacted the Whale tribe as well. Those children named Cage and Taylor chatted with Ron about what to do from here on and said that they will

Eruhaben told

to the capital while remaining