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.

gauge the strength of those

Star and Cale made eye

“Hmm.”

to think for a moment

Swish-

weakly flew

Han quickly ran

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

Alberu’s eyes through

instructor is

Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying

disciple-nim is just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he

Han mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for acting

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop laughing to cough

looking back at the White Star

let him go

White Star had released Alberu without any

Star responded as

either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

black and dropped black ashes

still flowing through his

much less than before, but

if it did not bother him

Dragon or the black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order to save that crown prince bastard. Am I

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

to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked

to fly up. I understand,

approaching the White Star from

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled

really angry. I was really

White Star recalled the last

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

reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly had

down on

look down on him

bodies for a very long time to

trying to

course, this punk was shamelessly

could come up with only one conclusion

years. You are someone trying to stop something

something was wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly

White Star’s gaze was no longer just simply showing

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

live or

show that those were the only

Star's calm

debated about your identity once we

bastard who had possessed body after body to

be

simply trying to stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult

many helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the last

Henituse possessed many ancient

led him

has someone helping

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

not one

everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not

who could

realized something

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

sense if it was a god

received the

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

looked toward Cale in

who has received the

those words was

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

the few people who had seen Cale’s formidable

thought on Cale’s mind at that

kind of

sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring at the White

seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression than

course, the shocked Alberu sighed and shook his head after

White Star became certain after seeing Cale’s

this bastard is definitely a messenger of a god. Either that,

was neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

I have connections to the Demon World, this

of his lips slowly

reason you and I had a

and the Demonic

only natural that they were similar because

aspects, we are both great beings.

Star recalled the past 1,000

had overcome numerous obstacles to head out into the world and

very long time for

that. However, it seemed more grim

was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the

was not done