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

Cale made

“Hmm.”

to think for a moment before he

Swish-

flew through

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught the thrown

“Huff, huff.”

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

my instructor is

Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like

just

“What? Ha, haha-”

flinched before he

Han mentioned was Cale and

“Haha-, ugh!”

to stop

before looking back at the White Star and asking. His voice was very

let him

White Star had released Alberu without any

as if it

here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon or the

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black and dropped black

was still flowing through his

was much less than before, but

as if it did

me from behind in order to

change. That’s right! Human! The White Star realized

Raon spoke to Cale in

to fly up. I

been approaching the White Star from behind quickly

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

chuckled

angry. I was really angry the last time

the last time

Land of Death. The underground city located there. The White Star had been really angry as he watched that

reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

the White Star truly

down on

not look down on him

multiple bodies

was someone trying

course, this punk was shamelessly acting

come up with only one conclusion about

You are someone trying to stop something

made eye contact with

White Star’s gaze was no longer just simply showing

up with his gaze? He looks ready to

live or to

gaze seemed to show that those were the

calm voice continued

once

body

could be

trying to stop him,

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

would find it difficult to gain even one ancient

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

possessed

that led

someone helping

person if they had been helping Cale

helper is not

far came to the conclusion that the Dragons, Choi Han, and everybody else around Cale did not seem to know that he was a

who could

realized something

helped Cale

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

if it was a god that was helping Cale

has received the will of a

Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their

looked toward Cale

received the will of

of those words

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

who had

the thought on

of nonsense

sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was quietly staring at

relaxed expression than an expression of disbelief

Alberu sighed and shook his head after seeing Cale’s

White Star became certain after seeing

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

was neither a Saint

But it was clear.

the Demon World, this bastard

his lips slowly

you and

and the

that they were similar because they were both chosen by

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

White Star recalled the

head out

have waited a very long

that. However, it seemed more grim and determined than gentle to the

unknown aura was surrounding the White

As for Cale…

of

He was flabbergasted.

was getting worse the more

was