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

White Star and Cale made eye

“Hmm.”

Star seemed to think for

Swish-

flew through

quickly

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

Han could see Alberu struggling to breathe. He looked into Alberu’s eyes

my instructor

Han started to frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing

is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

he

brother Choi Han mentioned was Cale and

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to

at the White Star and asking.

him go so

Star had released Alberu without any

responded as if

here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

patted his arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes

still flowing through his

less than before, but he was still

the White Star continued speaking as if it

Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince

That’s right! Human!

shocked Raon spoke to Cale in his mind

signal for Raon to fly up. I understand, human! I’ll

the White Star from behind

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before

angry. I was really angry the last time I

Star recalled the last

located there. The White Star had been really

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly had reflected on

down on

he would not look down on

possessed multiple bodies for a very long

trying

shamelessly

with only one

years. You are someone trying to stop something we have been planning for

made eye

White Star’s gaze was no longer

gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle of

live or to

gaze seemed to show that those were

White Star's calm

about your identity once we

who had possessed body after body to

could be

trying to stop him, what was

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

said that people would find it difficult to gain even one ancient power without

to come to the Roan Kingdom after

Cale Henituse possessed many ancient

that led him to one

has someone helping

helping Cale Henituse, who had lived

helper is not one

White Star who had thoroughly reflected over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons,

who could it

then realized

an existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long time without being

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

if it was a god that was

are someone who has received the

turned toward Cale. Their pupils

Alberu looked toward Cale

the will

of those

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

few people who had seen

the thought on Cale’s

of nonsense

for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring at the

expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed

the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head after seeing Cale’s

the White Star became certain after

a messenger of a god. Either that, or

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

World, this bastard has connections

corners of his lips

you and I had a lot of

and the

were similar because they were both chosen

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

recalled the past 1,000

had overcome numerous obstacles to head out

waited a very

gently smiled as he said that. However, it seemed more grim and determined than gentle to the

aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

kind of

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse

Star was not done