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

and Cale made

“Hmm.”

Star seemed to think for a moment

Swish-

weakly flew through the

quickly ran

Grab.

caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

into Alberu’s eyes through the gap

my instructor is

after hearing Alberu saying something

just like his

“What? Ha, haha-”

he

mentioned was Cale and he was scolding him

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to

peeked at him before looking back at the White Star and

him go

Star had released

White Star responded as if it

the ancient Dragon or the black Dragon have

Pat, pat.

that had turned black and dropped black

was still

much less than before, but he

White Star continued speaking as if it did

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

right! Human! The White Star

to Cale in his mind as Cale

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

who had stealthily been approaching the White Star from behind quickly

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing to

was really

the last time he saw

of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had been really

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly had reflected

looked down on

not look down on

possessed multiple bodies for a very

trying to

shamelessly

only one conclusion about this bastard's true

to stop something we have

wrong as he made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

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

gaze? He looks ready to fight

live or

to show that those were the only

White Star's calm voice

debated about your identity once we

possessed body

be

to stop him, what was

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

it difficult to gain even one ancient power without

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

Henituse possessed

led

has someone helping

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

not one of his

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

who could it

then realized

an existence that could have helped Cale

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

a

someone who has received the will of a

Cale. Their pupils

Alberu looked toward Cale in

has received the will of

of those words was

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

the few people who had

was the thought on Cale’s mind at that

of

unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring

more like a calm and relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief to the

Alberu sighed and shook his head after seeing

Star became certain after seeing

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

a

But it was clear.

I have connections to the Demon World, this bastard has

of his lips slowly

you and I had a

and the

were similar because they were both chosen by

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

White Star recalled the past 1,000

numerous obstacles to head out into the

very long time for

However, it seemed more grim and

was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

getting worse the

Star was