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.

because he didn't know how to gauge the strength of those people

Cale made eye contact once

“Hmm.”

think for a

Swish-

flew

Han quickly

Grab.

caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor

responded after hearing Alberu saying something like

is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started to

little brother Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop laughing to cough

looking back at the White Star and asking. His

him go so

had released Alberu without

as if it was

ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes

blood was still

before, but he was still

White Star continued speaking as if

would come to attack me from behind in order to save

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

Cale in his mind as Cale flicked his

I understand, human! I’ll move away from the White

the White

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled

really angry. I was really angry the

Star recalled the last

Land of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had been

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

White Star truly had reflected on

looked down on

would not look

possessed multiple bodies for

trying to stop

punk was shamelessly

up with only one conclusion about this

are someone trying to stop something we have been planning for that

he made eye

Star’s gaze was no longer just simply

ready to fight a battle of

or

gaze seemed to show that

White Star's calm voice

identity once we retreated

had possessed body after body

be his

was simply trying to stop

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult to gain

the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the

Henituse possessed

that led him to one

someone

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

is not one of his current

that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem to know that he was a

who could

then realized

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

if it was a

are someone who has received

on the Roan Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their pupils

toward Cale in

the

of those

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

one of the few people who had seen Cale’s formidable

thought on Cale’s mind at that

kind of nonsense is

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

and relaxed

sighed and shook his head

Star became certain after

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

was neither a

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this

his lips

and I had a lot of

and the

was only natural that they were similar because they

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

Star recalled the past

numerous obstacles to head out into the world and

very long time for

he said that. However, it seemed more grim and determined than gentle to

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

kind of

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the more

was not done