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.

he didn't know how to gauge the strength of those

Cale made eye

“Hmm.”

seemed to think for a

Swish-

body weakly flew through

Han quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

He looked into Alberu’s eyes through

my instructor is

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying

just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he

mentioned was Cale and he was

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop

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

him go

had released

as if it was

either the ancient Dragon or

Pat, pat.

arm that had turned black and dropped black

blood was still flowing through his

much less than before, but he was still

continued speaking as if it did not bother

Dragon or the black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order

right! Human! The White Star

shocked Raon spoke to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked his

fly up. I

had stealthily been approaching the White

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled

really angry. I was really angry the

White Star recalled the last time he

located there. The White Star had been really angry as

then reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had reflected

down on

would not look down on him any

multiple bodies for a very long

someone trying to

punk was shamelessly acting

come up with only one conclusion about

thousand years. You are someone trying to stop something we

made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

was no longer just simply showing hostility toward

with his gaze? He looks ready to fight

or

gaze seemed to show that those

calm voice continued to

once we

bastard who had possessed body after body

could be his

stop him, what was the reason for

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

difficult

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

Henituse possessed many ancient

that led him

has someone helping

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

is not one of

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

could it

then realized something

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

a god that was helping Cale

are someone who has received the will of a

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

toward Cale

has received the will

of those words

like something that could be found in a legend? The Knight Captain subconsciously gulped as he looked

was one of the few people who had

the thought on Cale’s mind at that

kind of

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

his expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head after seeing

Star became certain after seeing Cale’s

bastard is definitely a messenger of a god. Either that, or he was someone who has received the

neither a

But it was clear.

connections to the Demon World, this

corners of his

a reason you and

the Demonic

that they were similar because they were both chosen by such strong

both chosen. In some aspects, we are both

Star recalled

overcome numerous obstacles to head out into the world and become a

have waited a very long time for

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

unknown aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the

Star was not done just