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.”

seemed to think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

weakly flew through the

Han quickly

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

Han could see Alberu struggling to breathe. He looked into Alberu’s

instructor is

Choi Han subconsciously responded after

just

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started

mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for acting

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing

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

let him go so

White Star had released Alberu without

as if it

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon

Pat, pat.

had turned black

was still flowing

much less than before, but he was

as if it did

Dragon or the black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince bastard. Am I

change. That’s right! Human!

to Cale in

for Raon to fly up. I understand, human! I’ll move away from

the White Star from behind

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled before continuing to

really angry. I was really angry the

White Star recalled the last time

city located there. The White Star had

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

truly had reflected on

down on Cale

look down on him any

who has possessed multiple bodies for

someone trying

punk was shamelessly acting all shocked right

come up with only one conclusion about this bastard's

trying to stop something we have been

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

gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility

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

or to

that those were the

calm voice

once we retreated from the

had possessed body

could be

trying to stop him, what

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult

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

Henituse possessed many ancient

about that led him to one

has someone

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

helper is not one

the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem

could it

realized

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a god

received the will

Cale. Their pupils were shaking as

Alberu looked toward Cale

has received the

of those

a legend? The Knight Captain subconsciously gulped as he looked

of the few people who had seen

thought on Cale’s mind

of nonsense

this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring at

and relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief

sighed and shook his head after seeing Cale’s

the White Star became certain after

a god. Either that,

neither a Saint nor

But it was clear.

World, this bastard has connections to a

of his lips

a reason you and I had a

the

natural that they were similar because they were both chosen by

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

White Star recalled the

obstacles to head out into

a very long time for

it seemed more

unknown aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more he

White Star was not done