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 people who served the Demonic

White Star and Cale

“Hmm.”

seemed to think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

body weakly flew through

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught the

“Huff, huff.”

into Alberu’s eyes through the gap in the helmet as Alberu started to

instructor

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that

disciple-nim is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started

mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him

“Haha-, ugh!”

had to stop laughing to

back at the White Star and

let him go so

had released Alberu without

White Star responded as

either the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon

Pat, pat.

patted his arm that had turned black and

blood was still flowing through

less than before,

continued speaking as if it did not bother him

the black Dragon would come to attack me from

change. That’s right! Human!

Cale in his mind

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

who had stealthily been approaching the White Star from

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled before

was really angry the last

White Star recalled the last time he saw

of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and had

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

White Star truly had reflected on

had looked down on Cale

look down on

who has possessed multiple bodies for a very long

was someone trying to stop

punk was shamelessly acting all

only one conclusion about this

thousand years. You are someone trying to stop something we

wrong as he made eye

no longer just simply showing

his gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle of life or

live or

that those were the

White Star's calm voice

identity once we retreated

had possessed body after

be his

stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

difficult to gain even one ancient power without

had many helpers still had to come to the Roan

Henituse possessed many

that led him

has someone helping

person if they had been helping Cale Henituse,

not

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

who could

realized

realized that there was an existence that could have helped Cale

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

was a god

has received the will of

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

toward Cale in

who has received the will of a

weight of those

like something that could be found in a

the few people who had

on Cale’s

kind of nonsense is

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

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

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head after

Star became certain after seeing Cale’s

Either that, or

was neither a

But it was clear.

the Demon World, this bastard has

his

and I had a

the

were similar because they were both chosen by

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

recalled

obstacles to head out into the

very long time for

However, it seemed more grim

aura was

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more

White Star was not done