Trash of the Count's Family

Pat, pat.

Cale patted Choi Han’s shoulder before getting off his back.

He then looked around.

‘This is driving me nuts.’

Cale barely managed to stop himself from frowning.

It was unexpected that the Tiger tribe and Lock were on the battlefield.

However, he thought that it was quite a smart decision to get them here. At least on the power side, that is.

‘They all look terrible.’

However, none of them looked good.

The Tiger tribe looked as if they were burned by something while the Royal Knights Brigade looked like a mess.

That wasn’t it…

“Young master-nim!”

Lock who was smiling brightly and innocently toward him looked as if he had injuries covering every inch of his body.

How did he get so injured while using a shield that was even taller than him?

“…You put a child in such a condition?”

Choi Han peeked toward Lock after hearing Cale’s mumbling.

He was not even twenty years old, but Lock was the tallest of them here.

Based on his physique alone, he would be the leader.

In the end, Cale could not help but have a wrinkle on his face.

That single wrinkle soon became many. He was frowning quite furiously.

"Damn it. Why did the supposed future king get beaten up the most?”

Alberu Crossman.

It was because he saw Alberu’s current state.

His skin and face were covered by his helmet and armor, but it made his current condition even more visible rather than hiding it.

His hands and feet were shaking, probably because he had pushed himself too hard, while the small amount of skin that should have been visible because the helmet was slightly lifted was not visible because it was covered in blood.

How could he not get angry in such a situation?

“Haaaaa.”

Cale brushed his face with hands.

He couldn't see the crown prince's face under the helmet, but he was certain that Alberu was currently in his quarter Dark Elf appearance.

Why else would this man be covering his face?

He was someone who always showed off his handsome face.

"Why the hell did you get beaten to a pulp like this? You shouldn't have come out here if you thought you could get beaten up this bad.”

Cale had mumbled out of frustration, but he had realized that Alberu made the decision after realizing that he was the only one who could step forward.

That was why he was frustrated and acting this way.

He looked toward Alberu whose shoulders were moving up and down as if he was breathing heavily before starting to speak to the White Star standing behind Alberu.

“Take your damn hands off. Can’t you hear me?”

Cale observed the White Star's eyes through the cracked mask. The White Star stared at Cale before starting to speak.

“How did you return so quickly?”

“Is that any of your damn business?”

The White Star slightly shook his head at Cale’s brusque response and did not say anything else.

Cale's eyes furrowed as he watched.

‘This is weird. Why is this bastard still so calm? Usually, this is when he would say something like, ‘you dare!’ and get annoyed.’

In fact, forget being annoyed, he would be extremely angry and ask how Cale managed to escape from the northern mountain on the Eastern continent.

But for some odd reason, the White Star did not have much response.

His calm voice gave off an ominous feeling.

Cale then heard a noise by his ears.

Boom- boom- boooom-

He had been hearing these drums for a while.

Cale's eyes moved before they froze.

Some of the people wearing the grey robe were beating the drums.

They were all wearing either robes or priest uniforms and covering their faces with their hoods.

However, the clothes looked familiar.

‘…The Marquis!’

The Marquis he met on the Eastern continent's northern mountain who supposedly served the Demonic race…

He had worn similar clothing.

‘Are they his subordinates?’

He recalled how that Marquis controlled an odd power that was stronger than the ancient Dragon.

He also knew that the power was related to the Demon World or the Demonic race.

Boom- Booooom! Boom- boom boom!

The drumming continued to get louder.

‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

Cale was feeling nervous seeing the calm White Star and hearing the drumming.

the strength

White Star and Cale made eye

“Hmm.”

for a moment before he

Swish-

weakly flew through the

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

He looked into Alberu’s eyes through the gap in the helmet

instructor

to frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something

disciple-nim is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he

Cale and he

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to

at him before looking back at the White Star and

let him go

Star had released

White Star responded as if it

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have

Pat, pat.

black and

blood was still

was much less than before, but

White Star continued speaking as if it

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince bastard. Am I

not change. That’s right! Human! The White

to Cale in his mind

fly up. I understand,

stealthily been approaching the White Star from behind quickly flew

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing

was really angry the last time I

recalled the last time he

The White Star had

then reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly

had looked down

would not look down on him

bodies for a very long time

trying

punk was shamelessly acting all

come up with only one conclusion about this

stop

as he made eye contact with the calmly

Star’s gaze was no longer just

with his gaze? He looks ready to fight a

or to

to show that

calm voice

your identity once we retreated from

possessed body after body to stop

be his

stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

people would find it difficult

helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the

Henituse possessed

led him to

someone

they had been helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long time by possessing different

helper is not

White Star who had thoroughly reflected over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem to

could it

realized something

an existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long

“…Cale Henituse.”

race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a god that was helping

has received

Roan Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their pupils were

looked toward Cale

the will of

of those

sound like something that could be found in a legend? The Knight Captain subconsciously gulped

few people who had

thought on Cale’s mind at

kind of

words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was

expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief to

the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head after

the White Star became certain

that, or he was someone who has received the will of a

neither a Saint nor

But it was clear.

World, this bastard has

of his lips

you and I had

the Demonic

were similar because they were both chosen by

some aspects, we are both great beings. That is why we

White Star recalled the past 1,000

head out into the world and become a

very long

said that. However, it seemed more grim and determined

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

was getting worse the

Star was not done