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.

the fog of

Oooooo– oooooo–

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

dust

only one who could see in this fog, started

made no noise even though his feet were

Slaaash-!

him even as he was moving stealthily

know where I

that was flying

blocked

‘Fuck!’

It was to aim for Ron’s side since

Bang!

and blocked that attack

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

Baaaaang! Bang!

fog… The tribe leader and Ron’s battle

“Unbelievable!’

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

‘Holy shit, how?!’

pester away to take the tribe leader’s

only has my

not here and this

how was this old bastard moving as if he could

him. He had

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

sounds of their daggers clashing ripped

the fuck is an old

leader’s forehead

Dagger arts. Strength.

slowly starting to surpass the tribe leader in all

stronger when they went berserk. Their original strength remained

‘Unbelievable!’

that was holding his dagger

didn’t have time to pay attention to

he able to attack me when

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

answer since all three things were

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

could not help but groan while

the moment

“How?!”

while looking

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

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

“Breath.”

“What?”

leader’s response

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. Ron focused as much as possible for

battle against the Cats at

to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe

training had been

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

a different manner from

an assassin to be stronger than

mattered was how well they could

the

found the

Rustle.

moved. But the Cat

Cat tribe leader always made a

sound of his

breathing out. Ron followed that noise and

is slowly getting

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

for the

was running away with the young

Running to save

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

kill him and

to cover his mouth and his son’s mouth despite their heavy breathing while

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

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

side of Ron’s face and fell down from his

had used a lot of his mental

leader who should be looking

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

eyes roared with

fog and chose to put everything on the line to attack

“I’ll kill you!”

of

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

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

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

tribe leader could see a tree

lifted his foot and kicked toward

Pow!

tribe leader swung his dagger the moment Ron raised both arms to block

Boom!

a loud noise 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

“Who knows?”

questioned what

children who are

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

Rustle.

very quiet noise reached

above

it from the leaves

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

‘An intruder!’

moment the tribe leader finally

that intruder land on the ground and

Slaaash-!

heard something

down after hearing the noise and could not

You, you-”

his ankle and revealed

have to be careful of what’s underneath your

tribe leader heard the voice of the younger

stealthily approached him, smiled the same way Cale

were full of poison left some not too deep yet not too shallow

Drip. Drip.

was dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

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

his

Slaaaash-

even more and

You, you-!”

plopped down on the ground and felt as if he was

Black poison.

most

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