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.

to gauge the strength of those people

Cale made eye contact once

“Hmm.”

White Star seemed to think for a moment before he moved his

Swish-

flew through

Han quickly

Grab.

Han caught

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor is

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that

is just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

he started

little brother Choi Han mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him for

“Haha-, ugh!”

had to stop laughing to

before looking back at the White

him go so

White Star had released Alberu without

White Star responded as if

are here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have

Pat, pat.

had turned black and dropped black ashes to

was still flowing through his

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

not change. That’s right! Human! The White Star

to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked

up. I understand, human! I’ll

been approaching the

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before

angry. I was really angry the last time

Star recalled the last

had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly had

looked down on

not look down

multiple bodies for a

trying to

this punk was shamelessly acting all shocked right

come up with only one

trying to stop something we

made eye

was no longer just simply

ready to fight a battle

live or to

gaze seemed to show that those were the only two

White Star's calm

your identity once we retreated from the Caro

who had possessed body

could be his true

simply trying to stop him, what was the reason

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

difficult

to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the last power he was

possessed many

about that led

has someone

not be a regular person if they had been helping Cale Henituse,

helper is not

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 to know that he

who could it

then realized something

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

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

sense if it was a god that

received the

turned toward Cale.

toward Cale in

received the will of a

of those

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

who had seen Cale’s formidable strength with his own

thought on Cale’s mind

of

loss for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he

more like a calm and relaxed expression than

and

the White Star became certain after

Henituse, this bastard is definitely a messenger of a god. Either that, or he was someone

was neither a Saint nor

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has connections

his

you and

and the Demonic

that they were similar because

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

Star recalled the

obstacles to head out into

waited a very

that. However, it seemed

aura was surrounding the

As for Cale…

of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the more he

White Star was