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

and Cale

“Hmm.”

to think for a moment before

Swish-

flew through the

Han quickly

Grab.

Han caught the

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor is

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that with

disciple-nim is just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started to

mentioned was Cale and he was

“Haha-, ugh!”

stop laughing

back at the White Star and asking. His voice was very

let him go so

White Star had released Alberu without

as if

either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

black and dropped

still flowing through his

less than before, but he

continued speaking as if it

to attack me from behind in order to save that crown

right! Human! The White Star

in his mind as Cale flicked his

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

the

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled before continuing to

was really angry the last time I

White Star recalled the last time

of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and had

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

White Star truly had

had looked down on

not look

has possessed multiple bodies for a very long time to

someone trying

this punk was shamelessly acting all shocked right

with only one conclusion about

stop something we have been planning for that

made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

was no longer just simply showing hostility

ready to fight a

live or

to show that those were the

calm

identity once we retreated from the

bastard who had possessed body after body to

be his true

trying to stop him,

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

said that people would find it difficult

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

Cale Henituse possessed

that led him

someone

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

is not one of

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

could

then realized something

existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

was a god that was

someone who has received the will of

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

looked toward

has received the will

those

like something that could be found in a legend? The Knight

the few people who had seen Cale’s formidable

on Cale’s mind at that

kind of nonsense is

words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was

like a calm and relaxed expression than

and shook his head after

the White Star became certain after

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

a Saint

But it was clear.

Demon World, this bastard has connections to a

his lips slowly

a reason you and

the Demonic

similar because they were both chosen by

both great beings. That is why we must kill

White Star recalled the past

had overcome numerous obstacles to head out into the

have waited a very long time for

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

was

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse

was not