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.

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

Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

think for a moment

Swish-

weakly flew through

Han quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

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

instructor is

responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that with a shaky

is just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started

mentioned was Cale and he

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to cough up

the White Star and asking. His voice was very

him go

Star had released Alberu without

Star responded as

are here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon

Pat, pat.

that had turned black

was still

before,

continued speaking as if it did not bother him

to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince

change. That’s right! Human! The White Star realized our

in his

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

approaching the

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing

was really angry. I was really angry the last time I

the last time he saw

The White Star had been really angry as he watched

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly had reflected

down

would not look down

possessed multiple bodies for a

someone trying to stop

punk was shamelessly acting all shocked

one conclusion

thousand years. You are someone trying to stop something

wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility toward his

gaze? He looks ready to

or to

to show that those were the only

White Star's calm voice continued

your identity once

possessed body after body to stop

be his true

he was simply trying to stop him,

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

find it difficult to gain even one ancient

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

Cale Henituse possessed

that led him to one

has someone

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

helper is not one of

conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody

who could

realized something

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

made sense if it was a god that was

who has received

Cale. Their pupils were shaking as they

Alberu looked toward Cale in

the will of

weight of those words

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

had

the thought on

of nonsense is

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

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

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and

Star became certain

Either that, or he was someone

was neither a

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has

corners of his lips

reason you and I had a lot of

and the Demonic

were similar because

we are both great

White Star recalled the

numerous obstacles to head out into the world and become a

very long time for this

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

was surrounding the

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the

White Star was