Trash of the Count's Family

# Pushing forward too rashly (7)

“Pffft.”

Zed Crossman dryly laughed before pulling the sword away from Cale’s neck.

Toward Cale, who asked him if he knew who he was... The King boldly showed his back.

“How would I not know what is happening in my palace?”

Shhhhhhhh-

A gust of wind blew past him at that moment.

Cale could see people slowly appearing from the trees nearby the library.

Shhhhh. Zed raised his hand and there was another gust of wind before those people disappeared.

No, they were just not visible anymore. Cale was sure that they were still here.

They were the shadows that protect the king.

Cale only focused on Zed despite having seen these shadows.

‘He knows everything that happened in the First Prince Palace?’

This could simply mean that he knew all of the ruckus that Cale had caused.

‘No.’

However, Cale could feel it.

‘This isn’t that kind of simple answer.’

The king said that he knows everything that happens in the palace.

Those words were extremely deep despite having been said so nonchalantly.

The only people visible right now were Cale and the king.

Cale did not question why the king had to be here of all days.

He was curious about something a little more fundamental.

He was done analyzing the information.

Cale asked since this was an illusion.

“Then you must know of the Dark Elves as well, your Majesty.”

Zed Crossman stopped walking. He turned around and quietly observed Cale.

“Not bad.”

Cale had to hold back a gasp that wanted to burst out after hearing that short response.

‘He knew about them. He knew about the Dark Elves.’

Zed Crossman knew about the Dark Elves and even the Dark Elf blood flowing through Alberu’s body.

Furthermore, he knew how Alberu had lived since he lost his mother.

The corners of Cale’s lips twisted up as soon as he realized that.

‘This guy is no father.’

He asked another question. There was even less hesitation in his voice.

“Do you care about the first prince, your Majesty?”

Zed responded without a second of thought to this question that could have seemed quite daring of a question to ask.

“How could a king make his decisions based on affection?”

Cale's twisted lips curled up even more.

Zed Crossman was not a father.

He was simply a king.

He had no affection for his heirs.

He simply had an heir he 'cared’ for on the outside.

“Why is it that you are responding so honestly to me, your Majesty?”

Cale already knew the answer.

“Because I'm going to kill you.”

“As I expected.”

Zed's eyes showed emotions for the first time after seeing Cale’s calm face.

“You truly are not bad.”

Cale gently shrugged his shoulders, despite this act potentially looking disrespectful.

He didn’t have much to say. Cale was feeling a different emotion right now.

‘I didn't know Zed Crossman was this kind of person.’

Outside this test... The Zed Crossman that Cale knew had given all authority to Alberu and was like an old man doing nothing.

He was still king but he would have to give the position to Alberu whenever Alberu decided that he wanted it.

Of course, Zed Crossman was still young and healthy to call him and old man.

Cale had thought until now that King Zed had been unable to suppress crown prince Alberu’s power and had naturally or been pressured to hand everything over to Alberu.

‘I was wrong.’

made Cale become curious about the thoughts of that old

in front of

wildest dreams that the king

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

know about

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really are

have similarities

course, they had

Zed Crossman.

away from Zed’s eyes after

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon

‘This isn’t good.’

Cale could not get along with...for

curious as to why you must

Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in

for Cale but the person

to break into the library at night,

a chaos with the First Prince Palace at

was just letting it happen.

single episode to someone

The library...

House

would be a reason for Zed Crossman to kill

area around the library had he known Zed

is correct. That is the reason you are

as if

trying to go

you are suspecting is probably correct,

I am suspecting

down the path near the library’s back door and stopped in front

Click.

back door without any hesitation as

you aiming for the

your Majesty. I

talked about the

about the insignia

he was interested but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression

and stopped in front of Zed who was

nonchalantly with a smile on his

was no

You need the insignia only given to the head of the House of Crossman to get to

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I

slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

reminded Cale of Alberu’s elegant smile.

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he

developed from years of experience was telling

This is even worse.

in

hand toward Zed. He had a

an illusion anyway. It would be better to hold onto the king

fake, this was not Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He had no intentions of

“Ugh!”

Cale saw a hand reaching out from behind him and covering

took a whiff of whatever

moment, King Zed... He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

vicious like that of a predatory beast

burning fire filled those once empty

these were not the eyes of a king but

“…….”

turning around and heading into the library. His guard

Creeeeeak.

closing and Zed turned around and observed the darkness outside for a moment before turning his

the stone room in the

and

as King Zed as the public saw him

Tap.

library back

“…….”

far away from the

been watching all of this could not say anything or

while covering

while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily followed behind

had seen the king talk to

couldn't hear what they were talking

too far to hear what

seems to be in

the attendant seemed

could also tell that King Zed knew that

knew it was

‘What should I do?’

king very clearly because of the distance, but he seemed different than

had felt

fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do at this situation he was facing for

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath as