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

Oooooo– oooooo–

quite thick fitting his title as the current tribe leader,

dust

only one who could see in this

made no noise even though his

Slaaash-!

him even as

know where I

dagger that was flying directly at

blocked

‘Fuck!’

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

Bang!

twisted his body and blocked that attack with

in his other hand that aimed for the

Baaaaang! Bang!

The tribe

“Unbelievable!’

block his attack and launch another attack when he should

‘Holy shit, how?!’

continued to pester away to

area only has my

mutants’ fog was not here and

was this old bastard moving

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

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

daggers clashing ripped

Why the fuck is an

tribe leader’s forehead was dripping with

Dagger arts. Strength.

starting to surpass

they went

‘Unbelievable!’

hand that was holding

he didn’t have time

attack me when he can’t

Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and over using these three things to take away

had no answer since all three things were not

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

while pushing away a dagger

was the moment the silence was

“How?!”

while

did you do it?! Are you able

man’s entire body was covered in sweat but he said a single

“Breath.”

“What?”

the tribe leader’s response and immediately started attacking

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

battle started once again. Ron focused as much as possible

against the Cats

go up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever

had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

became stronger in a different manner from Choi

wasn’t important for an assassin

they could aim for an

the

the

Rustle.

he moved. But

Cat tribe leader always made a

sound of his

breathing out. Ron followed that

breathing is

dagger and sharpened his senses day after day. His aging body was trying to make his hearing get

the

running away with

for survival… Running to

anything and everything to avoid the enemies. The scariest

would kill him and his son

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

Ron was able to completely restore his senses to be as sharp as it had

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

side of Ron’s face

his mental fortitude to focus

tribe leader who should be

bit old so it would have been difficult if you got stronger after going berserk. I’m relieved you only got faster. I’ll be able to easily kill

leader’s eyes roared

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

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to attack

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

after seeing that Ron

like this! You’ll be the first

could see a tree behind

his foot and kicked

Pow!

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

Boom!

slightly stiffened expression on

“Time to finish this!”

on Ron’s face as soon

“Who knows?”

subconsciously questioned what might be going on. Ron happily informed

are children who are learning

assassination skills to the children who had lived

Rustle.

quiet noise reached the tribe

was above

from the leaves

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 stealthier than most assassins sneaking into

‘An intruder!’

tribe leader finally realized someone was in

intruder land

Slaaash-!

something

down after hearing the noise and could not

You, you-”

sharp had slashed his ankle and

to be careful of

voice of the younger of the

across trees and stealthily approached him, smiled the same

some not

Drip. Drip.

was dripping from his

“You shithead-, ugh!”

swing his dagger toward Hong stumbled as the world seemed

moved his

Slaaaash-

more and the black poison seeped

You, you-!”

down on the ground and felt as if

Black poison.

most

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