Trash of the Count's Family

“Grr… you’re annoyingly persistent.”

The Cat tribe leader was trying to catch his breath while frowning at Ron.

“Huuuuuu.”

Ron’s breath was also slightly heavy. His face was calm but his back was full of sweat. The old man’s eyes observed the berserk tribe leader.

“I’ve heard stories about berserk Cats but this is my first time seeing it in person.”

Berserk transformations were different based on the attributes of the Beast tribe.

Some of them, such as Tigers and Wolves, grew bigger and their strength increased exponentially. There were also transformations like the Whale tribe’s where there were no physical changes but a medium was used to increase their strength.

The Cats had their own unique transformation as well.

‘First, their whole body becomes covered in fur.’

Their body didn’t grow bigger like the Wolves but there were some physical changes.

‘Most importantly, they become extremely agile and don’t make any noises in their movements.’

They moved very quickly and didn’t make any noise when their feet touched the ground as they moved. This berserk transformation was probably why the Cats were known for being stealthy.

The tribe leader smirked while looking at Ron observing him.

“Keke. You sound very tired.”

Ron didn’t respond to the tribe leader. It was the truth.

Ron had barely caught up to the tribe leader.

“So persistent. Such annoyingly persistent old bastards.”

The tribe leader commented while looking around.

“How they hell do none of you groan even after getting hurt? Your venomous aura should decrease with age but your eyes are all boiling with venomous aura.”

The reason Ron was able to catch up to the tribe leader…

“…….”

“…….”

It was thanks to the people from the Molan Household surrounding the tribe leader.

Whether it was their arm or leg… They were all bleeding with injuries here and there but none of them had released a single groan.

“…You pestering bugs.”

On the way here… Attacks that made the Cats who were running away with the tribe leader stop temporarily or forever had continued all around the forest.

They were all attacks by the Molan household.

They were so persistent in chasing the Cats that they forced the Cats to split up and escape in different directions.

Ron responded with a stoic expression on his face.

“You’re left all alone thanks to those so called pestering bugs.”

“Ugh!”

The tribe leader frowned.

The Cat that was taken down by Ron’s dagger just moments ago was the last one who had been escaping with the tribe leader.

Ron had heard Dodori shouting behind him the moment before he jumped into the forest.

‘Cale fainted! It’s serious!’

On and Hong had run off earlier than he did and did not hear it. Ron realized that there was not much time. He needed to take care of the enemies as quickly as possible before returning to the Roan Kingdom.

Shhhhh.

Ron raised his hand and the people from the Molan household who had not made a single noise disappeared into the fog at his signal.

“Hmph.”

The Cat tribe leader scoffed as if he found them ridiculous but still prepared for their attacks.

Oooooo– oooooo–

There was an eerie noise and the fog around them started to roar.

“Grrrrrrr. Did you really think you could survive after stepping into my domain?”

The tribe leader’s fog ability… Adding on his extremely improved speed and soundless movement from his berserk transformation…

Those two together made it so that coming into the fog domain of a berserk Fog Cat was pretty much asking to be killed.

However, he soon frowned.

“…These crazy bastards!”

The rest of the Molan household other than Ron who had disappeared into the fog moved away from the tribe leader.

The tribe leader quickly swung the dagger in his hand.

Claaaaang!

Ron’s dagger and the tribe leader’s dagger slammed into each other and made a terrible noise.

They were inside the tribe leader’s thick fog. However, the tribe leader could see Ron’s face clearly because he was the master of this fog.

Ron was smiling.

“I’m pretty sure I said I was going to kill you, you bastard.”

“…Is that why you sent your damn subordinates elsewhere?”

“That’s right.”

The tribe leader frowned.

Ron should not be able to see him inside this thick fog. But he was looking right at him. What was going on?

“……!”

The tribe leader then saw a faint red light in his fog and urgently looked behind him.

He could see a red fog trying extremely hard to break into his fog domain.

Small amounts of it were able to push its way into his fog domain.

‘Those motherfucking mutant bastards!’

This was definitely On and Hong’s fog.

Not just that, this was poisonous fog.

That red fog must be telling this damn Molan patriarch about his location.

The tribe leader started sweating.

He had seen the fog that had covered about half of the mountain as he ran away earlier.

‘…How the hell can a twelve year old create such fog?! How can she be so similar to her father-?!’

On and Hong’s father, the former tribe leader, was extremely weak physically compared to the other Cats because he could not go berserk.

The Cats were also a tribe that had to fight. Stealthiness and movement were the two most important things when it came to assassination.

However, the former tribe leader’s fog ability was much stronger than anybody else his age.

really think that the fog of an

Oooooo– oooooo–

again. His fog was quite thick fitting his title as the current tribe leader, making it

even dust could not

only one who could see in this fog, started

noise even though

Slaaash-!

at him even as

know

leader could see Ron’s dagger that was flying directly at his

blocked Ron’s

‘Fuck!’

It was to aim for

Bang!

and blocked that attack with the dagger in his

other hand that aimed for the

Baaaaang! Bang!

tribe leader and Ron’s

“Unbelievable!’

accurately block his attack and launch another attack when he should

‘Holy shit, how?!’

away to take the

area only

was not here and this was

how was this old bastard moving as if he

leader couldn’t even escape from these daggers aiming for him. He had to

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

endless sounds of their daggers clashing

fuck is an

tribe leader’s forehead was dripping

Dagger arts. Strength.

slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader

they went berserk. Their original strength remained the

‘Unbelievable!’

was holding

didn’t have time to pay

to attack me when

Fog Cat Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and over using these three things to

since all three things were

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

finally could not help but groan while pushing away a dagger headed

was the moment the silence

“How?!”

shouted while looking at

the hell did you do it?! Are you able to see me?! What

could see Ron smirking at him. The old man’s entire body was covered in sweat but he said a single word with

“Breath.”

“What?”

didn’t care about the tribe leader’s response

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much

that last battle against the

up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever

training had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

stronger in a different manner from Choi Han, Rosalyn, Beacrox and the

important for an assassin to be stronger

how well they could aim for an enemy’s

the important

the Cat’s

Rustle.

couldn’t help but make noises whenever he moved. But the Cat tribe leader

tribe leader always made a certain

the sound

and breathing out. Ron followed that noise

breathing is

dagger and sharpened his senses day after day. His aging body was trying to make his hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a certain moment in the past that would

the moment Ron

away with

for survival… Running

anything and everything to avoid the enemies. The scariest thing at that time

would kill him and his son were

son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing while

restore his senses to be as sharp as it had

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

of sweat dripped down the side of Ron’s face and fell down

used a lot of his mental

toward the tribe leader who should

got stronger after going berserk. I’m relieved you only got faster. I’ll be able to easily kill

eyes roared

fog and

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to attack

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

sneered after seeing that

like this! You’ll be the first to die, you old

see

his foot and kicked

Pow!

moment Ron raised both arms to block

Boom!

the tribe leader saw the slightly stiffened expression

“Time to finish this!”

benign smile appeared on Ron’s face as soon as the tribe leader

“Who knows?”

so benign that the tribe leader subconsciously questioned what might be going on. Ron happily

children who are learning everything

he knew other than assassination skills to the

Rustle.

reached the tribe leader’s

above

the leaves on

of their daggers clashing had been so loud that… He did not notice someone who was stealthier than most assassins

‘An intruder!’

leader finally realized someone was in

saw that intruder land on the ground and

Slaaash-!

something being

looked down after hearing the noise

You, you-”

sharp had slashed his ankle

have to be careful of what’s underneath your feet,

of

trees and stealthily approached him, smiled the

not too deep yet not too shallow marks

Drip. Drip.

was dripping from his

“You shithead-, ugh!”

who tried to swing his dagger toward Hong stumbled as the world seemed

moved his claws

Slaaaash-

marks opened even more and

You, you-!”

the ground and felt as if he was suffocating as he looked at

Black poison.

was most

fog. Rustle. Rustle.