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.

was because he didn't know how to gauge the strength of those people who served

and Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

White Star seemed to think for

Swish-

body weakly flew through

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught the

“Huff, huff.”

breathe. He looked into Alberu’s

instructor

subconsciously responded after

just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started to

and he was scolding him for acting

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing

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

let him

had released Alberu

White Star responded as if

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have come

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black and dropped

still flowing through

less than before,

continued speaking as if it did

black Dragon would come to attack me from behind

right! Human! The White Star realized our

spoke to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked

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

been approaching the White Star

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled before

really angry. I was really angry the last time I saw

the last time he saw

had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

White Star truly

down on Cale

look down on

multiple bodies for a very long

was someone trying to stop

punk was shamelessly

with only one conclusion about

years. You are someone trying to stop something we have been planning

was wrong as he made eye

White Star’s gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility

He looks ready to fight a battle of

live or to

show that

Star's calm voice continued to

your identity once

bastard who had possessed body after body to stop

be his true

was simply trying to stop him, what was the reason for

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

would find it difficult to gain even

to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the

possessed many

that led him to one

someone

if they had been helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long

that helper is not one of

that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did

who could it

realized something

that there was an existence that could have helped Cale

“…Cale Henituse.”

race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a

are someone who has received the will of a

Cale. Their pupils were shaking as they looked

looked toward Cale in

received the will

weight of those words was

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

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

was the thought on Cale’s

kind of nonsense

at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was

like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief

and shook his head after seeing

White Star became certain after

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

neither a Saint

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has

of his lips

reason you and I had a lot of

the

were similar because

we are both great beings. That is

White Star recalled

to head out into

have waited a very

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

unknown aura was surrounding

As for Cale…

of

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the more

White Star was not