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

White Star and Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

for a moment

Swish-

weakly flew through

quickly

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

into Alberu’s

my instructor is

to frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying

disciple-nim is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he started

little brother Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for acting just

“Haha-, ugh!”

stop laughing to cough

before looking back at the White Star and asking. His voice

let him

White Star had released

responded as if it was

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

Pat, pat.

turned black and

blood was still flowing through his

before,

the White Star continued speaking as if it did not

the black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order

That’s right!

shocked Raon spoke to Cale in

fly up. I

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

the last time he

located there. The White Star had been really angry as

then reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had

looked down on Cale

he would not look down on him any

who has possessed multiple bodies for

trying

punk was shamelessly acting

up with only one conclusion about this bastard's true

stop something we have been

as he made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

no longer

ready

or to

show that those

calm

debated about your identity once we

who had possessed body after

could be his

he was simply trying to stop him, what was

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

difficult to

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

possessed many

about that led him to

someone helping

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

helper is not one of

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

who could

realized something

that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

made sense if it was a god that was helping

someone who has received the will of

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

looked toward Cale in

the will of

weight of those words was

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

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

on Cale’s mind

of

words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation

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

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head

certain

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

neither a Saint

But it was clear.

World, this bastard has connections to a

his lips slowly

a reason you and I

and the Demonic

because they were both chosen by such strong

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

recalled the past 1,000

obstacles to head out into the world

a very long time

However, it seemed more grim and determined than gentle to the

unknown aura was

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the

White Star was