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

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

even dust could not make

tribe leader, the only one who could

even though his

Slaaash-!

flying at him even as

know

see Ron’s dagger that was

blocked

‘Fuck!’

to aim

Bang!

his body and blocked that attack with the dagger in his

other hand that

Baaaaang! Bang!

the thick fog… The tribe

“Unbelievable!’

accurately block his attack and launch another attack when he should be

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to pester away to take the tribe leader’s

area only

here and this was completely his

bastard moving as if

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

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

of their daggers clashing ripped through the

is

tribe leader’s forehead was

Dagger arts. Strength.

slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader

they

‘Unbelievable!’

that was holding his dagger was

didn’t have time

able to attack me when he

was also the Fog Cat Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had

all

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

finally could not help but groan while pushing away

moment the silence

“How?!”

shouted while looking

did you do it?! Are you able to see

The old man’s entire body was covered in sweat but he said a single word with a

“Breath.”

“What?”

care about the tribe leader’s response and immediately

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much as possible for this

against the Cats at Sheritt’s

had been training to go up against the Fog

had

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

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

assassin to

was how well they could

the important

found the

Rustle.

he moved. But the

the Cat tribe leader always made a

sound

noises breathing in and breathing out. Ron followed that noise and moved his

is slowly

his dagger and sharpened his senses day after day. His aging body was trying to make his hearing get worse but Ron continued to remember a

the moment Ron

running away with the

for survival… Running to

enemies. The scariest thing

kill

son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing

able to completely restore his senses to be as

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

of Ron’s

lot of his

leader

it would have been difficult if you got stronger after going

tribe leader’s eyes roared

could not run away or hide in the fog and

“I’ll kill you!”

every ounce of strength

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

battle continued again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing

this! You’ll be the first to die, you old

see a tree behind

lifted his foot

Pow!

block his kick and

Boom!

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

“Time to finish this!”

face as soon

“Who knows?”

subconsciously questioned what might be going

are children who are learning everything

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

Rustle.

reached the

above

from the leaves

were at a higher level than he had expected and the sound of their daggers

‘An intruder!’

the tribe leader finally

land on the ground

Slaaash-!

heard something being

after hearing the

You, you-”

had slashed his ankle

to be careful of what’s underneath

leader heard the voice of

approached him, smiled

sharp claws that were full of poison left some not too deep

Drip. Drip.

poison was dripping from

“You shithead-, ugh!”

his dagger toward Hong stumbled as the world seemed to

his

Slaaaash-

more and the

You, you-!”

plopped down on the ground and felt as

Black poison.

was most

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