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.

know how to gauge the strength of those people who served

Star and Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

weakly flew through

quickly

Grab.

caught the

“Huff, huff.”

Han could see Alberu struggling to breathe. He looked into Alberu’s eyes through the gap in

instructor is

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

disciple-nim is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he started

Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop

the White Star

let him go

had released Alberu without

as if it

here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes to the

still flowing through his

much less than before, but he was

if it

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

expression did not change. That’s right! Human! The White Star

spoke to Cale in his

for Raon to fly up. I understand, human! I’ll move away from

who had stealthily been approaching the

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing

really angry the last time I saw

recalled the last time he saw

there. The White Star had

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had reflected

down on Cale

he would not look down on

multiple bodies for a very long time

someone trying to

this punk was shamelessly acting all

up with only one conclusion about

are someone trying to stop something we have been planning for

realized something was wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly

was no longer just simply showing

up with his gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle

live or to

gaze seemed to show that those were

calm voice continued to

about your identity once we

had possessed body after

be his true

trying to stop him, what was the

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult to gain even

to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the last

Henituse possessed many ancient

led

has someone

person if they had been helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long time by

helper is not one of his

over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem to know that

who could it

then realized

there was an existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

made sense if it was a

received the will of a

Cale.

looked toward Cale in

the will

weight of those words

that could be found in a legend? The Knight Captain subconsciously gulped as he looked

was one of the few people who had seen Cale’s formidable strength with his own

on Cale’s mind at that

of

loss for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly

like a calm and relaxed expression than

and shook his head after seeing Cale’s

became certain

definitely a messenger of a god. Either that, or he was someone who

neither a Saint

But it was clear.

to the Demon World, this bastard has connections

of his lips

was a reason you and

and the Demonic

similar because they were both chosen by

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

White Star recalled the past 1,000

out into the world and

very long time

that. However, it seemed more grim

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the

was not done just