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–

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

red fog, even dust

one who could see in this fog, started

no noise even though his feet were stepping on

Slaaash-!

came flying at him even as he was moving stealthily and

does he know where

that was

blocked

‘Fuck!’

It was to aim for Ron’s side

Bang!

that attack with the dagger

was a new dagger in his other

Baaaaang! Bang!

The tribe leader

“Unbelievable!’

was able to accurately block his attack and launch another attack when he should be the only one

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to pester away to take the tribe

area only has my

not here and

how was this old bastard moving as if he could

these daggers aiming for him. He had to focus on

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

of their daggers

is an old man so

leader’s forehead was

Dagger arts. Strength.

surpass the

Cats did not grow stronger when they went berserk.

‘Unbelievable!’

tribe leader’s hand that was holding

have time to pay

attack me

and silent footsteps… There was also the Fog Cat Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved

all three

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

could not help but groan while

was the moment the

“How?!”

shouted while looking at

you do it?! Are you able to see me?! What

body was covered in sweat but he said

“Breath.”

“What?”

about the tribe leader’s response and immediately

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

once again. Ron focused as much as possible

battle against the

training to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe

had

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

different manner

assassin to be stronger

was how well they could aim for an

the important

found the

Rustle.

moved.

the Cat tribe leader always made a certain

was the sound of his

breathing in and breathing out. Ron followed that noise

is

to make his hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a certain moment in the past that

for the moment Ron

was running away

Running to save

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

that enemies who would kill him and his son were

had to cover his mouth and his son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing while shaking in

completely restore his senses to be

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

dripped down the side of

a lot of his mental

tribe leader

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

leader’s eyes roared with

he could not run away or hide in the fog and chose to put everything

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

continued again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing that Ron

keep fighting like this! You’ll

could see a tree

foot and

Pow!

to block his kick and Ron barely dodged that

Boom!

slightly stiffened

“Time to finish this!”

smile appeared on Ron’s face as soon as

“Who knows?”

tribe leader subconsciously questioned what

who are learning everything I

other than assassination skills to the children who had lived the

Rustle.

quiet noise reached the tribe

was above

from the leaves on the

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

‘An intruder!’

leader finally realized someone was in

saw that intruder land on the ground

Slaaash-!

something being

hearing the

You, you-”

his ankle and revealed the

always have to be careful of what’s underneath your

leader heard the voice of the younger of the inferior

and stealthily approached him,

were full of poison left some not

Drip. Drip.

dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

to swing his dagger

his claws

Slaaaash-

even more and the black poison seeped

You, you-!”

and felt as if he was suffocating as

Black poison.

most likely

voice through the fog. Rustle. Rustle. On did not hesitate as she approached the tribe