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

Star and Cale made eye contact

“Hmm.”

for a

Swish-

body weakly flew through

quickly

Grab.

caught

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor

subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that

just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started

mentioned was Cale and

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop laughing to

back at the White Star and asking. His voice was

him go

Star had released Alberu

responded as if

ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have

Pat, pat.

patted his arm that had turned black and dropped black ashes to the

still flowing through

than before, but

the White Star continued speaking as if it did not bother him

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

not change. That’s right! Human!

to Cale in his mind as

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

had stealthily been approaching the White Star from behind quickly

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

White Star chuckled

really angry. I was really angry the

White Star recalled the last

The underground city located there. The White Star had been really angry

then reflected

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly

down

he would not look

who has possessed multiple bodies for a very long time to

someone trying

course, this punk was shamelessly acting all

with only one conclusion

are someone trying to stop something we have

he made eye

gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility toward

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

or

gaze seemed to show that those were

White Star's calm

your identity once we retreated from

body after

be his true

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

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

was said that people would find it difficult to gain even

still had to come to the

Henituse possessed many ancient

about that led him to

has someone

be a regular person if they had been helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long time

not

reflected over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did

who could it

then realized

helped Cale Henituse out for a long time without being found

“…Cale Henituse.”

race

Gods exist.

Gods.

it was a

are someone who has received the

Cale. Their

looked toward

who has received the

those

like something that could be found in a legend? The Knight Captain

of the few people who had

was the thought on Cale’s mind at that

kind of nonsense is

was at a loss for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that

his expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression

Alberu sighed and shook his

Star became certain after

bastard is definitely a messenger of a god. Either that, or he was someone who has

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has connections

of his lips slowly

and

the Demonic

only natural that they were similar because they were both chosen by such

both chosen. In some aspects, we are both

Star recalled the past

numerous obstacles to head out into

have waited a very long time for

said that. However, it seemed more grim and determined than

was

As for Cale…

of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

was getting worse the more he

was