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.

gauge the strength of those

Cale made

“Hmm.”

think for a moment before he moved his

Swish-

weakly flew through the

quickly ran

Grab.

caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

He looked into Alberu’s

instructor

frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that with a shaky

is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

he started to

mentioned was Cale and he was

“Haha-, ugh!”

stop laughing to cough

at the

let him go

White Star had released Alberu without any

responded as

ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

black and dropped black

blood was still flowing

before, but he was still

the White Star continued speaking as if it did

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

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

shocked Raon spoke to Cale in his

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

had stealthily been approaching the White Star from behind quickly

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled

was really angry

White Star recalled the last time he

Star had been really angry

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had

looked down on Cale

would not look down on him any

possessed multiple bodies for

someone trying to

this punk was shamelessly acting

only one conclusion

trying to stop something we have been planning for that

realized something was wrong as he made eye contact with the

no longer just simply showing hostility toward

his gaze? He looks ready to fight a

or

that

White Star's calm voice

about your identity once we retreated from the

who had possessed body after body to

could be his

simply trying to stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

would find it difficult to gain

come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the last power he was

possessed many

led him to one

has someone

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

that helper is not one of his

over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and

could

then realized

have helped Cale Henituse out

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

a god that was helping

someone who has received the will

on the Roan Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their pupils

looked toward Cale in

has received the

weight of those words

that could be found in a legend? The

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

thought on Cale’s mind

of nonsense is

for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring at

his expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed

and shook his

the White Star became certain after

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

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

to the Demon World, this

corners of his lips

was a reason you and I had a lot of

and the

they were similar because they were both chosen

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

White Star recalled the

numerous obstacles to head out

have waited a very long time for

gently smiled as he said that. However, it seemed more grim and determined than

unknown aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

worse the

was