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 inferior punk will

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

fog, even dust could

one who could see

noise even though his

Slaaash-!

flying at him even

does he know

see Ron’s dagger that

blocked

‘Fuck!’

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

Bang!

twisted his body and blocked that attack with

a new dagger in his other hand that aimed

Baaaaang! Bang!

the thick fog… The tribe

“Unbelievable!’

block his attack and launch another attack when he should be

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to take

area only has my

not here

bastard moving as if he

tribe leader couldn’t even escape from these daggers aiming for him. He had to focus

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

their daggers clashing ripped through

crap! Why the fuck is

leader’s forehead was dripping with

Dagger arts. Strength.

was slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader in

they went berserk. Their original strength remained the

‘Unbelievable!’

leader’s hand that was holding his dagger

have time

able to attack me when he can’t

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

had no answer since all three things were not working

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

not help but groan while

was the moment the silence

“How?!”

while

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

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

“Breath.”

“What?”

the tribe leader’s response and

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much

last battle against the Cats at Sheritt’s Castle of

to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever

training had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

different manner from Choi

assassin to be stronger

they could aim for an enemy’s

the important

found the

Rustle.

moved. But the Cat tribe

Cat tribe leader always made

was the sound of

in and breathing out. Ron followed that

breathing is

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 certain moment in the past that would force him to sharpen his senses

the moment

away with the young

Running to

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

kill him and his son

and his son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing while shaking in fear after hearing

to completely restore his senses to be

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

dripped down the side of Ron’s

his mental fortitude to

toward the tribe leader who should be

got stronger after going berserk. I’m

eyes roared

the fog and chose to put

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

continued again. The tribe leader sneered after seeing that Ron was extremely tired as

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

could see a tree behind

his foot and

Pow!

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

Boom!

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

“Time to finish this!”

smile appeared on Ron’s face as soon as the tribe

“Who knows?”

the tribe leader subconsciously questioned

are learning

taught stealth techniques and everything he knew other than assassination skills to

Rustle.

noise reached the tribe

above

the

daggers clashing had been so loud that… He did not notice someone who was stealthier than most assassins sneaking into

‘An intruder!’

finally

intruder land

Slaaash-!

something being

leader looked down after hearing the noise and could not

You, you-”

had slashed his ankle and revealed the flesh

careful of what’s underneath your

heard the voice of the

across trees and stealthily approached him, smiled the same way

small but sharp claws that were full of poison left some not too deep yet not too shallow marks on the

Drip. Drip.

poison was dripping from

“You shithead-, ugh!”

dagger toward Hong stumbled as the

his claws once

Slaaaash-

opened even more and the black poison

You, you-!”

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

Black poison.

most likely

calm voice through the fog. Rustle. Rustle. On did not hesitate