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 strength of those people who

Cale made

“Hmm.”

think for a moment

Swish-

flew through

Han quickly

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor is

started to frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying

just

“What? Ha, haha-”

he

and he

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to cough up

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

let him go

White Star had released

responded as if

you are here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the black

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes to the

still flowing through his

was much less than before, but he was still

speaking as if it did

black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in

expression did not change. That’s right! Human! The White

Raon spoke to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked

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

been approaching the White

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled before

was really angry. I was really angry

the last

Land of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had reflected

had looked down

look

someone who has possessed multiple bodies for a very long time

trying to stop

this punk was shamelessly acting all

with only one

You are someone trying to stop something we have

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

gaze was no longer just

gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle

live or to

to show that those

calm voice continued

about your identity once we retreated

possessed body after

be

he was simply trying to stop him, what was the

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

that people would find it difficult

the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to

possessed many

that led him

someone

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

is not

who had thoroughly reflected over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem

who could it

then realized something

could have helped Cale Henituse

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

if it was a god

someone who has received the will of a

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

toward Cale

the will of

of those words

a legend?

who had seen Cale’s formidable strength

thought on Cale’s mind at that

of nonsense

this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring

more like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression

sighed and shook his head after seeing Cale’s

certain after seeing

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

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

Demon World,

his lips slowly

you and I had a lot of

and the Demonic

was only natural that they were similar because they were both chosen by such

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

White Star recalled the past

numerous obstacles to head out into the world and become a

very long time

gently smiled as he said that. However, it

was surrounding

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the

Star was not done