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.

Do you really think that the fog of

Oooooo– oooooo–

thick fitting his title as the current tribe leader, making

red fog, even dust could

the only one who could

though his

Slaaash-!

even as

he know where I

see Ron’s dagger that was flying directly at his new

blocked

‘Fuck!’

just changed directions. It was to aim for Ron’s side since Ron should not be able to

Bang!

and blocked that

was a new dagger in his other hand that aimed

Baaaaang! Bang!

thick fog… The tribe leader and

“Unbelievable!’

was astonished that Ron was able to accurately block his attack and launch another attack when he should be the only one who could see in the

‘Holy shit, how?!’

pester away to take

only

here

how was this old bastard moving as if he

daggers aiming for him. He had to

Baaaaang! Clang! Claaaaang!

of their daggers

fuck is

forehead

Dagger arts. Strength.

starting to surpass the tribe

when they went berserk. Their

‘Unbelievable!’

leader’s hand that was holding his dagger was

time to pay attention to

is he able to attack me

the Fog Cat Tribe’s fog. The tribe leader had achieved victory over and

answer since all three things were not

Claaaaang!

“Ugh!”

could not help but groan while pushing away

was the moment

“How?!”

shouted while looking

it?! Are you

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

“Breath.”

“What?”

care about the tribe leader’s

“Ugh!”

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

once again. Ron focused as much as

battle against the Cats at

to go up against the Fog Cat Tribe ever since that

training had

‘Find the enemy’s opening.’

someone who became stronger in a different manner from Choi

an assassin

mattered was how well they

was the

the

Rustle.

whenever he moved. But the Cat tribe leader

the Cat tribe leader always made a certain

was the sound

out. Ron followed that

is slowly

was trying to make his hearing get worse but Ron

for the moment Ron

away with the

for survival… Running to save his

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

enemies who would kill him and his son were

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

to be as sharp as it had been

Claaaaang!

“This motherfucking old bastard!”

Drip. Drip.

side of

of his mental fortitude to focus

then smirked toward the tribe leader who should be looking at

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

eyes

or hide in the fog

“I’ll kill you!”

of strength to attack

Claaaaang! Clang! Tang!

again. The tribe leader sneered after

like this! You’ll be the first

see a

his foot and

Pow!

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

Boom!

the slightly stiffened expression on Ron’s face before immediately

“Time to finish this!”

as

“Who knows?”

benign that the tribe leader subconsciously questioned what might be going on. Ron happily

are

than assassination skills to the children who had lived the

Rustle.

noise reached the

was above his

from the

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 stealthier

‘An intruder!’

tribe leader finally realized someone was in his

moment he saw that intruder land

Slaaash-!

something

looked down after hearing

You, you-”

slashed his ankle and revealed the

have to be careful of what’s

tribe leader heard the voice of the younger of

and stealthily approached him, smiled

some not too deep yet not too shallow marks on

Drip. Drip.

dripping

“You shithead-, ugh!”

swing his dagger toward Hong

moved his claws once

Slaaaash-

and the

You, you-!”

felt as

Black poison.

most likely

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