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 be able to

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

faint red fog, even dust could not make it

could see in this fog, started

noise even though his feet

Slaaash-!

dagger came flying at him even as he was moving stealthily

does he know where

dagger that was

quickly blocked Ron’s

‘Fuck!’

It was to aim for Ron’s side since Ron should not be able

Bang!

and blocked that attack

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

Baaaaang! Bang!

the thick fog… The tribe leader

“Unbelievable!’

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

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to take the

only

not here and this was completely

bastard moving as if

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

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

of their daggers clashing ripped through

the fuck is

leader’s forehead was dripping with

Dagger arts. Strength.

surpass the tribe leader

when they went berserk. Their original strength remained the

‘Unbelievable!’

was holding his dagger was

he didn’t have time to pay attention to

he able to attack me

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

all

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

not help but groan while pushing away a dagger headed for

the moment the

“How?!”

while

you able to see me?!

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

“Breath.”

“What?”

about the tribe leader’s response and immediately

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much as possible for

against the Cats at Sheritt’s Castle

up against the Fog Cat

training had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

in a different manner from Choi Han, Rosalyn, Beacrox and the

assassin to be

mattered was how well they could aim for

was the important

found the

Rustle.

make noises whenever he moved. But the

tribe leader always

was the sound of

breathing in and breathing out. Ron followed that noise

is slowly getting

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

for the moment

was running away with the young

survival… Running to save his

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

symbolized that enemies who would kill him and his son were getting

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

to be as sharp

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

the side of Ron’s face and

his mental fortitude to focus for

the tribe leader who

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

leader’s eyes

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

“I’ll kill you!”

every ounce of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

battle continued again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing that Ron

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

could see a

foot and kicked

Pow!

his dagger the moment Ron raised both arms to block his kick and Ron barely dodged that dagger before his

Boom!

the slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s face before immediately moving

“Time to finish this!”

as soon as

“Who knows?”

leader subconsciously questioned what might be going

children who are

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

Rustle.

reached the tribe

was above

from the

than he had expected and the 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 his

moment he saw that intruder land on the ground and start

Slaaash-!

heard something

looked down after hearing the

You, you-”

slashed his ankle and

careful of

of the younger of the inferior

stealthily approached him, smiled the same way

poison left some not too deep yet

Drip. Drip.

poison was dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

tried to swing his dagger toward Hong stumbled as the

his claws once

Slaaaash-

even more and the black poison

You, you-!”

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

Black poison.

was most likely

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