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.

the

White Star and Cale made eye contact once

“Hmm.”

seemed to think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

flew

quickly ran

Grab.

caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

into Alberu’s eyes through the

my instructor is

responded after hearing

disciple-nim is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

he started to

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

“Haha-, ugh!”

stop laughing to

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

let him

had released Alberu without

responded as

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have come with

Pat, pat.

turned black and dropped black ashes to

was still flowing

before, but he was

the White Star continued speaking as if it did not

to attack me

right!

to Cale in his mind as

Raon to fly up. I understand, human!

had stealthily been approaching the White Star

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled

I was really

White Star recalled the last

Star had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and had changed

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had reflected on

looked down on

he would not look down on him any

has possessed multiple bodies for

someone trying

course, this punk was shamelessly acting all shocked

come up with only one conclusion about this bastard's

are someone trying to stop something we have been

he made eye contact with the calmly

gaze was no longer just

looks ready to fight a

or to

that those were the

calm voice continued

once we retreated

had possessed body after body to stop

be

stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult to gain even one

helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to

Henituse possessed many ancient

that led him

someone helping

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

not one

Dragons, Choi

who could

then realized something

realized that there was an existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a god that

are someone who has received the will

Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their

Alberu looked toward Cale in

the

of those words was

like something that could be found in a legend?

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

thought on Cale’s

of nonsense is

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

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

and shook his head

the White Star became certain

this bastard is definitely a messenger of a god. Either that, or he

a Saint nor

But it was clear.

Demon World, this bastard has connections to

corners of his

and I had a lot

the Demonic

because they were

were both chosen. In some aspects, we are both

Star recalled the past 1,000

numerous obstacles to head out into

very long time for this

it seemed more grim and determined than

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more

was not done just