Trash of the Count's Family
Chapter 436
Due to its long history, the Roan Kingdom had a lot of palaces.
“It’s been a while since so many nobles have gathered together.”
One of the palaces that were only used when there were significant issues that impacted the whole kingdom was currently decorated luxuriously and welcoming people in.
People were busy chatting in this hall that was the size of most small outdoor plazas.
“…I didn't expect that the awards ceremony and the celebration would happen together.”
Most of the people gathered here were nobles. The people wearing luxurious yet dapper clothes could not easily blend in with the atmosphere inside this dazzling hall.
“I agree. I also heard that the entire awards ceremony would be broadcasted to the plaza via a video communication device?”
“Yes, his highness the crown prince said he wanted to share this joyful and glorious day with the citizens.”
The awards ceremony after the war. It was something that the Roan Kingdom of last year which had been at peace for a long time could have imagined. Furthermore, nobody expected the stuffy awards ceremony to end up being more relaxed by having the celebration along with it.
All of this was strongly pushed by crown prince Alberu Crossman.
“…I heard that the plaza was decorated like they do for a festival as well.”
“That is correct. I heard the crown opened up its reserves to pay for it.”
The crown prince had not just this hall but the plaza where people could view the awards ceremony decorated luxuriously for the occasion. There were also tents handing out free food throughout the plaza, letting the citizens enjoy as if it was indeed a festival.
“…F*ck!”
However, most of the nobles did not look happy.
“Father.”
“I know. I'm aware.”
The Viscount who swore sighed at his son's comment before calming himself. His eyes scanned around the hall.
‘…There's a lot of people here.’
The crown prince had asked for as many nobles as possible to attend. That was the reason most nobles came to the capital with their families. Of course, they could have declined to participate.
‘But who would do that?!’
Any patriarch of a household, well, any noble with a brain would choose to attend.
“…Huuuu.”
Many nobles were sighing around the hall. They were trying their best to smile, but many of them were smiling with their mouths while sharply scanning the hall with their eyes.
“It's going to be quite a headache now.”
The Viscount quickly bowed after hearing a voice.
“Count-nim.”
“No need for such greetings.”
The Count who declined the Viscount's respectful greeting stood next to him and started to whisper.
“Most of the Northeast region's nobles are here?”
The Viscount nodded his head with a stiff expression on his face.
“Yes sir, most of them are here.”
The Count and the Viscount. The two of them were part of the central nobles faction centered around the Roan Kingdom's capital that was led by Duke Orsena.
The northwest region’s Marquis Stan. The southeast region's Marquis Ailan. The central region’s Duke Orsena. The southwest region's Duke Gyerre.
These were the four factions that had led the Roan Kingdom's nobles’ society until now. They were here to witness the creation of another faction, a very strong new faction.
“…The Ubarr household is here.”
The Count could see the matriarch, Viscountess Ubarr of the Ubarr territory, the location of the Roan Kingdom's largest naval base. The matriarch who was with her husband and her successor, Amiru Ubarr, was calmly chatting with other northeast region’s nobles.
‘Viscount Chetter and Count Wheelsman.’
Viscountess Ubarr, Viscount Chetter, and Count Wheelsman were the core of the northeast region’s nobles.
“…They are not here yet.”
The Count nodded at the Viscount's whisper.
‘Yes, the most important people aren’t here yet.’
Marquis Stan, Marquis Ailan, Duke Gyerre, and Duke Orsena. The leaders of the four factions and the only Dukes and Marquis of the Roan Kingdom were here, but most nobles were still waiting for someone. Even the Dukes and Marquises were waiting for someone. That was the reason they were all here earlier than the expected time.
“…Is it something like the main characters show up late?”
The Count sighed before he heard the voice of the servant guarding the door.
“Count Henituse and his family, now entering.”
The servant shouted the same way he had done for every noble who entered. The music that played when the nobles entered was the same and none of the royal knights standing guard gave any special gestures. The other nobles were still gathered in groups of threes or fives as well.
However, all of the nobles were looking toward Count Henituse and his family who were entering through the door. Then all of their eyes opened wide.
“Huh?”
“Hmm?”
Count Deruth Henituse. Next to him was Countess Violan.
There were specific rules and etiquettes about the order family members entered as well.
The family head and their spouse were in the front. Behind them would be the future family head, or the individual with the most potential to be the future family head. The ones behind them would enter in order of succession hierarchy as well. This meant that others were able to easily determine the family's current situation and their future based on the entry order.
“…Why?”
One of the nobles who were watching started to ask a question.
"…Why is that person in the way back?”
Count Deruth and Countess Violan.
Behind them were Basen, then Lily, and at the end… Cale Henituse leisurely walked in as the last one in the group.
“…Was that rumor true?”
capital for the
Henituse does not want any title
nobles had not believed this baseless rumor that had
a
reason, the Henituse household had not responded to this rumor that had spread like
“…Something is weird.”
that something
the leaders of each
young master Cale retain his title of Commander? He’s
of those questions as they
the hell
young were focused on the Henituse household. Then they realized
they not
Henituse's subordinates/friends. Specifically, they did not
together to
bad
you think it is true that
shook his head to say
The other rumor.
Han, and Mary have all
rumor was quickly spreading through the capital as
it a good thing
did not respond to the Viscount’s
individuals did not take any positions. Of course, it would be a sad thing for the
why they felt that
did they
rumors that they had declined such great rewards?
was at
Screeeech-
and the servant
the leader of the Dark Elf warriors, and
black robe, a dark woman, and a white-haired old man in a magic robe entered
entrance of the
Boom! Boom! Boom!
rumblings soon disappeared once they heard the beating of the drums. One noble
highness the crown prince is overseeing
villa outside the capital after claiming that he was not feeling well. Then there was only one person who
Boom! Boom! Boom!
shouted through the beating
crown prince Alberu Crossman, is
slightly bowed. And then they
‘Huh?’
are there
red carpet that cut through the hall as he headed for the chair on top of the highest platform inside the
all
their heads after getting Alberu’s permission and saw the person standing behind
"Ho!"
of the
popular individual. Choi Han, the
standing behind
black hair and black eyes in addition to his fancy black uniform made him look like Alberu Crossman’s shadow that
“How is that person-”
“A commoner dares to-!”
“What the hell!”
again as they all started to shout in
now begin, and the feed has been
Boom!
nobles thought about the citizens who were now watching and swallowed their
at
“Today.”
bottom of the highest
is a joyful occasion. It is
king, treated the nobles was gentle but firm. That gentle smile headed toward the person who followed behind
I am with my instructor. Isn't that
as if a cold spell
‘Instructor?’
is he
the leaders of their respective factions or those with high
“…Shit.”
peers remaining silent. They then heard sword
highness, please speak
do that to my
easier for
Instructor.
was a position that made it impossible for someone to have a position nor enter the political sector. Some of the more intelligent nobles had
can't touch my bowl if he is the
is the instructor! Doing that would make him lose face and make
household can’t treat Choi Han as their
to speak to Choi Han again as they
I should do whatever is most comfortable for
the others and
did not have an instructor until now, but I am very happy that I
southeast region's Marquis Ailan and central region's Duke Orsena clenched their eyes before opening
Choi Han’s popularities are going
they could already hear the citizens
taking a young swordsman of common birth as his instructor. He was doing this based on abilities
knew as
that they would be far
the king’s instructor. Furthermore, the citizens would admire how such a young swordsman would
addition, it wasn't as if the nobles could oppose Choi Han becoming Alberu’s
Han in a place where nobody could touch him if they could not pull him
then. Let's all relax and enjoy
leisurely spoke with a relaxed expression. He didn't seem
the plaza, I'm sure everybody was shocked at my sudden introduction
in a serious
this moment. We successfully overcame a trial and today is the day
prince Alberu headed up to the chair on the platform as if nothing happened while Choi Han stealthily
it looks like his highness wanted to
smile after watching Choi Han seclude himself in the corner. One of the administrators handed Alberu a document wrapped in a luxurious cloth once he sat
took the document. The paper inside should have details about the
“Hmm?”
immediately pulled the string that tied the
Prrrrrrrrrr-
the paper inside. The administrator who was watching
individuals who accomplished great victories at the Battle of the Henituse territory, the Battle at the Northeastern Shores, as well as the battles
“Hold on.”
administrator looked toward the person who
About Trash of the Count's Family - Chapter 436
Trash of the Count's Family is the best current series of the author Yoo Ryeo Han. With the below Chapter 436 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 436 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com