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.

didn't know how to gauge the strength of those people who served the

Star and Cale made eye contact once

“Hmm.”

think for

Swish-

flew through

quickly ran

Grab.

Han caught the

“Huff, huff.”

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

instructor is

Choi Han subconsciously responded after hearing Alberu saying something like that with

is just like

“What? Ha, haha-”

before he started to

little brother Choi Han mentioned was Cale and

“Haha-, ugh!”

stop laughing to cough

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

let him go

White Star had released

Star responded as if it was

here, wouldn’t either the ancient Dragon

Pat, pat.

his arm that had turned black

was still flowing through

before, but he was still

Star continued speaking as if it

Dragon would come to attack me from

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

spoke to Cale in his mind as Cale flicked his

to fly up. I understand, human!

stealthily been approaching the White

Cale started to speak.

“You're different than usual.”

“Mm. Who knows?”

Star chuckled

really angry. I was really angry the last time I

Star recalled the last time

had been really angry as he watched that city crumble and

then reflected on

“What?”

Cale was shocked.

Star truly had

had looked down

he would not look

someone who has possessed multiple bodies

was someone trying to

this punk was shamelessly acting all shocked

with only one conclusion about this bastard's true

someone trying to stop something we

realized something was wrong as he made eye contact with

gaze was no longer just simply showing hostility toward

gaze? He looks ready to fight a battle

or to

seemed to show that

Star's calm

about your identity once

had possessed body

be

stop him, what was

He then realized something.

Ancient powers.

would find it difficult to gain even one ancient power without

the White Star who had many helpers still had to come to the Roan Kingdom after 1,000 years to find the last power

Henituse possessed many ancient

that led him

has someone helping

regular person if they had been helping Cale Henituse,

not

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

realized

have helped Cale Henituse

“…Cale Henituse.”

Demonic race exists,

Gods exist.

Gods.

made sense if it was a god that was helping

someone who has received

the Roan Kingdom's side turned toward Cale. Their pupils were shaking as they

Alberu looked toward Cale

has received the will of a

of those

something that could be found in a legend? The

had seen Cale’s formidable strength with his

thought on Cale’s mind at that

kind of

at this sudden unbelievable proclamation that he was

expression seemed more like a calm and relaxed expression than

Alberu sighed and shook his head

the White Star became certain after

that, or he was someone who has received the will of

neither a Saint nor a

But it was clear.

World, this bastard has connections

his

was a reason you and

the

were similar because they were both chosen by such strong

both great

White Star recalled the past 1,000

overcome numerous obstacles to head out into the world and

have waited a very long time for

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

unknown aura was

As for Cale…

kind of nonsense

He was flabbergasted.

worse the more

was