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.

you really think that the fog of an inferior punk will

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

even dust could

who could

even though

Slaaash-!

dagger came flying at him even as he was moving

he know where

see Ron’s dagger that was flying directly at his

quickly blocked

‘Fuck!’

not say anything and just changed directions. It was to aim for Ron’s side since Ron should not be able

Bang!

blocked that attack with the dagger in his

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

Baaaaang! Bang!

fog… The tribe leader

“Unbelievable!’

Ron was able to accurately block his attack and launch another

‘Holy shit, how?!’

away to take

area only

mutants’ fog was not here and this

bastard moving as if he

even escape from these daggers aiming for him. He had to focus on Ron’s attacks

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

their daggers clashing ripped through the

fuck is an old man

tribe leader’s forehead was dripping

Dagger arts. Strength.

to surpass the

they went berserk. Their original strength remained

‘Unbelievable!’

that was holding his dagger

didn’t have time to pay

is he able to attack me

fog. The tribe leader had

he had no answer since all three things were

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

groan while pushing

the moment the silence was

“How?!”

shouted while

it?! Are you able to

leader 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?”

about the tribe leader’s response and immediately started

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

focused as much as

against the Cats at

training to go up against

had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

someone who became stronger in a different manner

important for an assassin to be stronger than

how well they could aim for an enemy’s

was the

found the Cat’s

Rustle.

help but make noises whenever he moved. But the Cat tribe

leader always

the sound

in and breathing out. Ron followed

breathing is

to make his hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a certain moment

the

running away

survival… Running to

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

who would kill him and his

cover his mouth and his son’s mouth despite their

to completely restore his senses to be as sharp

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

of

a lot of his mental

leader who should be

would have been difficult if you got stronger after going berserk.

leader’s eyes

he could not run away or hide in the fog and chose to put everything on the line to attack this

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

continued again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing that Ron

Let’s keep fighting like this! You’ll be the

leader could see

his foot and kicked toward

Pow!

Ron raised both arms to block his kick

Boom!

leader saw the slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s face before immediately moving his dagger

“Time to finish this!”

Ron’s face as soon as

“Who knows?”

was so benign that the tribe leader subconsciously questioned

are children who are learning everything I

knew other than assassination skills to

Rustle.

reached

above

it from the leaves on the

daggers clashing had been so

‘An intruder!’

moment the tribe leader finally realized someone was in his

saw that intruder land on the

Slaaash-!

something being

down after hearing the noise

You, you-”

slashed his ankle and revealed

careful of

tribe leader heard the voice of

and stealthily approached him, smiled the same way

small but sharp claws that were full of poison left some not

Drip. Drip.

poison was dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

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

moved his claws

Slaaaash-

even more and

You, you-!”

leader plopped down on the ground and felt as if

Black poison.

was most

voice through the fog. Rustle.