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

Oooooo– oooooo–

quite thick fitting his title as the current tribe leader, making

fog, even dust

who could see in this fog, started to

noise even though

Slaaash-!

him even as

he know where

could see Ron’s dagger that

quickly blocked Ron’s

‘Fuck!’

anything and just changed directions. It was to aim for

Bang!

twisted his body and blocked that

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

Baaaaang! Bang!

tribe

“Unbelievable!’

leader was astonished that Ron was able to accurately block his attack and launch another attack when he

‘Holy shit, how?!’

pester away to take the tribe

only

not here and this

bastard moving as

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

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

sounds of their daggers

Why the fuck is

leader’s forehead was dripping with

Dagger arts. Strength.

starting to surpass the

they went berserk.

‘Unbelievable!’

hand that was holding his dagger was

time

he able to attack me when

Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over

answer since all three things were

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

help but groan while pushing away a dagger headed for

was the moment the silence was

“How?!”

while looking

Are you able to see me?! What

Ron smirking at him. The old man’s entire body was covered

“Breath.”

“What?”

care about the tribe leader’s response and immediately

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much as

the

been training to go up against

training had

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

someone who became stronger in a different manner

assassin to be stronger

they

was the important

the

Rustle.

make noises whenever he moved. But the Cat tribe leader

Cat tribe leader always made a

sound

breathing in and breathing out. Ron followed that

breathing is

hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a certain moment in the

for the moment Ron

was running away with the

for survival… Running

the run, doing anything and everything to avoid the enemies. The

would kill him and his son were

and his son’s mouth despite their

his senses to be as sharp as it had been

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

of sweat dripped down the side of Ron’s face

a lot of his mental fortitude

the tribe leader

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

eyes

he could not run away or hide in the fog

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. The tribe leader sneered after

Fine! Let’s keep fighting like this! You’ll be the first to die, you old

leader could see a tree

foot and kicked

Pow!

arms to block his kick and

Boom!

and the tribe leader saw the slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s face before immediately

“Time to finish this!”

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

“Who knows?”

tribe leader subconsciously questioned what

are children who are

had taught stealth techniques and everything he knew other than assassination skills to the children who had lived the life of runaways

Rustle.

reached the tribe leader’s

was above his

it from the leaves on the

to dodge Ron’s attacks that were at a higher level than he had expected and the sound of their daggers

‘An intruder!’

the tribe leader finally realized

that intruder land on the ground

Slaaash-!

something

leader looked down after hearing the noise

You, you-”

slashed his ankle and

careful

voice of the younger of the inferior

across trees and stealthily approached him,

claws that were full of poison left some not too deep yet not too shallow marks on

Drip. Drip.

was dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

tribe leader who tried to swing his dagger

his claws

Slaaaash-

and the black poison

You, you-!”

leader plopped down on the ground and felt as if he was suffocating as he looked at

Black poison.

was most likely

heard On’s calm voice through the fog. Rustle. Rustle. On did not hesitate as