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.

think that the fog of

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

dust could not make

only one who could see in this fog, started

made no noise even though his

Slaaash-!

even as he was

he know where I

dagger that was flying directly

quickly blocked

‘Fuck!’

It was to aim for Ron’s side since Ron should

Bang!

Ron twisted his body and blocked that attack

other hand that aimed for the tribe

Baaaaang! Bang!

thick fog… The tribe leader

“Unbelievable!’

was able to accurately block his attack and launch

‘Holy shit, how?!’

to pester away to take the tribe leader’s

area only

here and

was this old bastard moving as

daggers aiming for him. He had

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

their daggers clashing ripped through

crap! Why the fuck is an old

leader’s forehead was

Dagger arts. Strength.

surpass the

grow stronger when they went

‘Unbelievable!’

tribe leader’s hand that was holding his dagger was

time

is he able to attack me when he

fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and over

since all three things were not

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

could not help but groan while pushing away a

the moment the silence

“How?!”

shouted while looking at

you do it?! Are you able

was covered in sweat but he said a single word with a calm expression on his

“Breath.”

“What?”

about the tribe leader’s response and

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

started once again. Ron focused as much as possible

that last battle against the Cats at Sheritt’s Castle of

go up against the Fog Cat

had

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

in a different

an assassin to be stronger

mattered was how well they could aim

the important

the

Rustle.

make noises whenever he moved. But the

the Cat tribe leader always

was the sound of his

out. Ron

is

make his hearing get worse

the moment

away

Running to

doing anything and everything to avoid the enemies. The scariest thing at that time was the noises of people

kill him and his son were getting

had to cover his mouth and his son’s mouth despite

was able to completely restore his senses to be as

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

dripped down the side of Ron’s face and

a lot of his mental fortitude

smirked toward the tribe leader

after going berserk. I’m relieved you only got faster. I’ll be able to easily kill

tribe leader’s eyes

or hide in the fog and chose

“I’ll kill you!”

used every ounce of strength to

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

The tribe leader sneered after seeing that Ron was extremely tired

Fine! Let’s keep fighting like this! You’ll be

leader could see a tree

foot and kicked

Pow!

block

Boom!

slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s face before immediately moving

“Time to finish this!”

face as soon as the tribe leader said

“Who knows?”

that the tribe leader subconsciously questioned what might

are learning everything I

skills to the children who had lived

Rustle.

noise reached the tribe

was above his

from the leaves

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!’

moment the tribe leader finally realized someone was in

he saw that intruder land

Slaaash-!

heard something being

looked down after hearing the noise and

You, you-”

had slashed his ankle and revealed the flesh

always have to be careful of

of the younger of the inferior

trees and stealthily approached him, smiled the same way Cale usually

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

Drip. Drip.

was dripping from

“You shithead-, ugh!”

who tried to swing his dagger toward Hong stumbled as the world seemed to

moved his claws

Slaaaash-

opened even more and the black

You, you-!”

the ground and felt as if he

Black poison.

most likely

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