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 of those

Star and Cale made eye contact once

“Hmm.”

Star seemed to think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

flew through

quickly

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

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

instructor

after hearing Alberu saying something like that with a shaky

is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started to

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

“Haha-, ugh!”

had to stop laughing to cough up

him before looking back at the

let him

White Star had released Alberu without any

responded as if

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes to

blood was still flowing through his

was much less than before, but

the White Star continued speaking as if it did

to attack me from behind in order to save that

not change. That’s right! Human! The White Star realized

Raon spoke to Cale in his mind

to fly up. I understand,

been approaching the White Star

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled

was really

White Star recalled the last time

city located there. The White Star had

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had reflected on

down

not look down on him

bodies for a very

someone trying to

course, this punk was shamelessly acting all shocked

up with only one conclusion about this bastard's true

years. You are someone trying to stop

was wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly speaking

no longer just simply showing hostility toward

up with his gaze? He looks ready to

live or

that those were the only two

calm voice continued

debated about your identity once we

bastard who had possessed body

could be his true

stop him,

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

it difficult to gain even

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

possessed

led him to one

has someone helping

if they had been helping Cale

is not

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

who could

then realized

helped Cale Henituse out for a long time without being found

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

a

are someone who has received

turned toward Cale. Their pupils

Alberu looked toward Cale in

has received the will of

of those words

something that could be found in a legend?

people who had seen Cale’s

the thought on Cale’s mind

of nonsense is

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

expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression than

Alberu sighed and shook his head after

the White Star became certain

of a god. Either that, or he was

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

Demon World, this bastard has connections to

of his

you and I

and the Demonic

because they were both chosen by such strong

aspects, we are both great beings. That is why we must kill each

White Star recalled the

to head out into the world

have waited a very long time

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

unknown aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the more

was not