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.

think that the fog of an inferior punk will be able

Oooooo– oooooo–

fitting his title as the current tribe leader, making it so that they couldn’t even see the grass on the

that faint red fog, even dust could

the only one who could see in this

even though his feet were

Slaaash-!

even

he know where

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

blocked

‘Fuck!’

and just changed directions. It was to aim

Bang!

his body and blocked that attack

was a new dagger in his other hand that aimed for the

Baaaaang! Bang!

The tribe leader and

“Unbelievable!’

and launch another attack when he should be the only one who could see in

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to pester away to take the

area only has

here and this was completely

was this old bastard moving

these daggers aiming for him. He had to focus on Ron’s attacks that were

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

endless sounds of their daggers clashing ripped through

is an old man

tribe leader’s forehead

Dagger arts. Strength.

slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader in

when they went berserk. Their original strength remained the

‘Unbelievable!’

that was holding his

time to pay

he able to attack me

fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and over using these three things to take

answer since all three things were

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

help but groan while pushing away a dagger headed

the moment

“How?!”

shouted while

do it?! Are you

see Ron smirking at him. The old man’s entire body was covered in sweat but he

“Breath.”

“What?”

leader’s

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

once again. Ron focused as much as possible for

against the Cats at Sheritt’s

had been training to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever since

had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

someone who became stronger in a different manner from

an assassin

mattered was how well they could aim

was the important

the Cat’s

Rustle.

whenever he moved. But the Cat tribe leader

leader

was the sound of his

breathing out. Ron

breathing is

trying to make his hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a certain moment in the past that would force him to sharpen his

the moment

running away with

Running to save his

the enemies. The

who would kill him and his

those days where he had to cover his mouth and his son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing while shaking in fear after

to completely restore his senses to be as

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

of sweat dripped down the side of

had used a lot of his mental fortitude to focus for

tribe leader who should be looking

have been difficult if you got stronger after going berserk. I’m relieved you only got faster. I’ll

leader’s eyes roared

away or hide in the fog and chose to put

“I’ll kill you!”

every ounce of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

sneered after seeing that

You’ll be the first

could see a tree

his foot and

Pow!

block his kick and Ron barely dodged that dagger before

Boom!

quite a loud noise and the tribe leader saw the slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s

“Time to finish this!”

as soon as

“Who knows?”

benign that the tribe leader subconsciously questioned what might

are children who are learning everything I

assassination skills to

Rustle.

quiet noise reached the

above his

it from the leaves

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

‘An intruder!’

moment the tribe leader finally realized someone was in

intruder land on the

Slaaash-!

heard something

after hearing the noise and

You, you-”

had slashed his ankle and revealed the flesh

be careful of what’s underneath

of the younger

trees and stealthily approached him,

of poison left some not too deep yet not too shallow marks on the tribe

Drip. Drip.

poison was dripping from

“You shithead-, ugh!”

dagger toward Hong stumbled

his

Slaaaash-

more and the

You, you-!”

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

Black poison.

most likely

through the fog. Rustle.