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.

how to gauge the strength of those people who served the

White Star and Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

seemed to think for a moment

Swish-

flew

quickly ran

Grab.

caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

breathe. He looked into Alberu’s eyes through

my instructor is

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying

is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

he started to

mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for acting

“Haha-, ugh!”

had to stop laughing to cough

before looking back at the White

him go

Star had released Alberu without any

responded as if it was

are here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have come with

Pat, pat.

black

blood was still flowing

was much less than before, but

White Star continued speaking as if it did

me from behind in order to save that crown prince bastard.

change. That’s right!

in his mind as Cale

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

had stealthily been approaching the White Star from

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing to

was really angry the last time

White Star recalled the last time

Star had been really angry as he watched that city crumble

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

truly

down on

look

someone who has possessed multiple bodies for a

was someone trying to

shamelessly

come up with only one conclusion about this

years. You are someone trying to stop something we

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

was no longer just simply

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

or

seemed to show that those

White Star's calm voice continued to

identity once we retreated from the

bastard who had possessed body after body to stop

be his true

simply trying to stop him, what was the

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

that people would find it difficult to gain even one ancient power

White Star who had many helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find

Cale Henituse possessed many ancient

led him

has someone helping

helper could not be a regular person if they had been helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long

that helper is not one

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

could it

then realized something

could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long time

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a god

has received

the Roan Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their pupils were shaking as they looked at

toward Cale

who has received the will of a

weight of those words

found in a legend? The Knight

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

was the thought on Cale’s mind at that

of nonsense

sudden unbelievable proclamation

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

sighed and shook his head after

certain after seeing Cale’s

a god. Either that, or he was someone who has received the will

was neither a Saint

But it was clear.

to the Demon World,

corners of his

you and I had

the Demonic

only natural that they were similar because they

aspects, we are both great beings. That is why

recalled the

numerous obstacles to head out into the world and become

have waited a very

it seemed more grim and determined than

aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the more he

was not