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.

know how to gauge the strength of those people who

Cale made

“Hmm.”

White Star seemed to think for

Swish-

weakly flew through the

Han quickly

Grab.

Han caught the

“Huff, huff.”

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

instructor

frown. Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu

just like his little

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he

Cale and he was

“Haha-, ugh!”

he had to stop laughing to cough up

peeked at him before looking back at the White

him

released Alberu

Star responded as if it

either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

that had turned black and dropped black ashes to

was still flowing

less than before, but he

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

black Dragon would come to attack me from behind in order to save that

right! Human!

spoke to Cale in his mind

I understand,

approaching the White Star from

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled before continuing

really angry the last time I

Star recalled the last time he

underground city located there. The White Star had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and had

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

White Star truly had

down on

would not look

bodies for

someone trying

shamelessly

with only one conclusion

to stop something we have been planning for

he made eye contact with the calmly speaking White

longer just simply

his gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle

or

seemed to show that those were the only two

White Star's calm voice continued

debated about your identity once we retreated from

body after body to

could be his

was simply trying to stop him, what was the

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

people would find it difficult to gain even

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

Henituse possessed

led him

has someone helping

helping Cale Henituse, who had lived a very long time by

that helper is not one of

who had thoroughly reflected over everything so far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not

who could it

then realized

helped Cale Henituse out for a long

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race

Gods exist.

Gods.

a god that

are someone who has received the

Cale. Their pupils

toward Cale in

the

those

found in a legend? The Knight Captain subconsciously gulped as he looked at

the few people who had

thought on Cale’s

of nonsense

loss for words at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that

like a calm and relaxed expression

and

Star became certain after

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

a Saint

But it was clear.

connections to the Demon World, this bastard has connections to a

corners of his lips slowly

was a reason you and I had a lot

the

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

are both great beings. That is

Star recalled the past 1,000

overcome numerous obstacles to head out into the world and

waited a very long time

Star gently smiled as he said that. However, it

was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense is

He was flabbergasted.

worse the

Star was