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.

of an inferior punk will be able to surpass

Oooooo– oooooo–

as the current tribe leader, making it so that they couldn’t even see the

dust could not make it into this

one who could see

even though his feet were

Slaaash-!

him even as

does he know

Ron’s dagger that was flying directly

quickly blocked

‘Fuck!’

tribe leader could not say anything and just changed directions. It was to aim for Ron’s side since Ron should not

Bang!

that

his other hand that

Baaaaang! Bang!

tribe leader and

“Unbelievable!’

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

‘Holy shit, how?!’

continued to pester away to take the tribe

area only

here and this was completely

how was this old bastard moving as if he

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

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

daggers clashing ripped

fuck is an

forehead

Dagger arts. Strength.

was slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader in

did not grow stronger when they went berserk. Their original strength remained

‘Unbelievable!’

hand that was holding his dagger was

didn’t have time to

is he able to attack me when

and silent footsteps… There was also the Fog Cat Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and over using these three things to

since all three things were not working

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

finally could not help but groan while pushing

was the moment the

“How?!”

shouted while

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 a calm expression on

“Breath.”

“What?”

tribe leader’s response and immediately

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

focused as much as possible

the Cats at Sheritt’s

training to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever

training had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

was someone who became stronger in a different manner from

for an assassin

how well they could aim for an

the important

found the Cat’s

Rustle.

make noises whenever he moved. But the

leader always made a

was the sound

out.

breathing is

was trying to make his hearing get worse

the

away with

Running to save

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

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

restore his senses to be as sharp as

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

dripped down the side of Ron’s face and fell

had used a lot of his mental fortitude to focus

leader who should

old so it would have been difficult if you got stronger after going berserk. I’m relieved you

tribe leader’s eyes roared with

hide in the fog and

“I’ll kill you!”

every ounce of

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing

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

tribe leader could see a tree behind

his foot and kicked

Pow!

raised both arms to block his

Boom!

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

“Time to finish this!”

as soon as the

“Who knows?”

leader subconsciously questioned what might

children who are learning

than assassination skills to the children who had

Rustle.

very quiet noise reached the tribe

above his

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 clashing had been so loud that… He did not notice someone who was

‘An intruder!’

finally realized someone was in

he saw that intruder land on the ground and

Slaaash-!

heard something being

looked down after hearing the noise and could not

You, you-”

had slashed his ankle and revealed

to be careful of what’s

voice of the younger of

stealthily approached him,

were full of poison left some not too deep

Drip. Drip.

was dripping from his

“You shithead-, ugh!”

his dagger

his

Slaaaash-

more and the

You, you-!”

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

Black poison.

was most likely

calm voice through the fog. Rustle. Rustle. On