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.

didn't know how to gauge the strength of

White Star and Cale

“Hmm.”

to think for a moment before he moved

Swish-

weakly flew through the

Han quickly

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

looked into Alberu’s eyes through the

my instructor

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

disciple-nim is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he started

Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop laughing to

looking back at the White Star and asking. His

let him

released

Star responded as if it was

either the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have come

Pat, pat.

black and dropped black ashes to the

was still flowing through his

was much less than before,

White Star continued speaking as if it did not

Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order

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

Raon spoke to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked his

Raon to fly up. I understand, human! I’ll move away from

stealthily been approaching the White Star from

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled

angry. I was really angry

White Star recalled the last

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

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

truly

looked down on Cale

would not look

possessed multiple bodies for a very long time to

someone trying to

punk was shamelessly acting all shocked

only one conclusion about this

are someone trying to stop

something was wrong as he made eye

Star’s gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility toward his

is up with his gaze? He looks ready to

or

to show that those were the only

calm voice continued

your identity once we retreated from

body

could be

was simply trying to stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

find it difficult to gain even one ancient power without

the White Star who had many helpers still had to come to the Roan

Henituse possessed many ancient

led him to one

someone helping

helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long time by possessing

not one of his

the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi

could it

then realized something

existence that could have helped Cale Henituse out for a long time without being

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

sense if it was a god that was helping Cale

received the will of a

toward Cale.

toward

received the will

weight of those

could be found in a legend? The

the few people who had seen Cale’s

thought on Cale’s mind at

of nonsense is

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

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

Alberu sighed and shook his

became certain after

a messenger of a god. Either that,

was neither a

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has connections

his lips slowly

you and I had a lot

the Demonic

natural that they were similar because

In some aspects, we are both

recalled the past

numerous obstacles to head out into

have waited a very long time for this

it seemed more grim and determined than gentle to

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more

White Star was not