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 people who served

and Cale made

“Hmm.”

think for a moment before

Swish-

flew

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor

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

just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he

Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he was

“Haha-, ugh!”

had to stop laughing to

at the White Star and

him go so

Star had released Alberu

White Star responded as if it was

either the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have come with

Pat, pat.

that had turned black

blood was still flowing through his

before, but he was still

as if it did

come to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince bastard.

That’s right! Human! The White

to Cale in

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

stealthily been approaching the White Star from behind

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled before continuing to

really angry the last

Star recalled the

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

reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

truly had reflected

looked down on

not look down on him

someone who has possessed multiple bodies for

was someone trying

punk was shamelessly acting

with only one conclusion about this bastard's true

thousand years. You are someone trying to stop something

wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

was no longer just simply

ready to

live or

that those were the only

calm voice continued to

about your identity once we

who had possessed body after

be his

was simply trying to stop him, what was

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

that people would find it difficult to gain even one ancient power

White Star who had many helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find

Henituse possessed many

about that led him to one

has someone

had been helping Cale Henituse, who had

is not one of his

White Star 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

could

then realized

that could have helped Cale

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

was a

someone who has received the will

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

looked toward

the will

of those words was

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

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

thought on Cale’s mind at that

of nonsense

a loss for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that

more like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his

White Star became certain after seeing Cale’s

a messenger of a god. Either that, or he was someone who has received

a

But it was clear.

to the Demon World, this bastard has connections to

his lips

was a reason you and I had a lot

the Demonic

were similar because they were both

both great

recalled the past 1,000

head out into the world

waited a very long

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

aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

kind of

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more

Star was not