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 man in the

front of him was no

take a look. Alberu would never imagine even in his wildest dreams that the

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

of the Roan

about Zed's true face underneath

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you really are

did have similarities to Zed

had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

away from Zed’s eyes

His eyes seemed empty.

soon as

‘This isn’t good.’

someone Cale could not

to why you must

disrespectfully mumbling to himself

contents of the question were not very good for Cale but the person who would respond

it because I was trying to break into the library at night,

with the First Prince

Crossman was just letting it

episode to someone like that. He

The library...

of the Royal House of Crossman buried in the

level would be a reason

would never have searched the area around the library had he known Zed

correct. That is the reason you are going to

as

were you trying to

are suspecting is

I am

the path near the library’s back door and stopped

Click.

door without any hesitation

you aiming for

the insignia, your Majesty. I was

about the House

about the insignia as

but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression and tone

in front of Zed who was standing in front of the open

a smile on his

no

insignia only given to the head of the House of Crossman to get to the second basement

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

I am

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let

Zed smiled.

Alberu’s elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

was saying that he must let

from years of experience was telling

This is even worse.

am in danger right

hand toward Zed. He had a reason

anyway. It would be better

lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He

“Ugh!”

hand reaching out

whiff of whatever was on the cloth that covered

He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering

not

‘...What? Hunter?’

eyes looked extremely vicious like that of a

fire filled those once empty

these were not the eyes of a king but

“…….”

soon lost consciousness and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and heading into the library.

Creeeeeak.

turned around and observed

trying to go to the stone room in the

and his

King Zed as the public saw him

Tap.

back door closed

“…….”

away

person who had been watching all of this could not

his eyes shut while

had noticed the attendant while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily followed behind him from

seen the king talk to

hear what they were talking

was too far to hear

seems to be

could tell that the attendant seemed to

that King Zed knew that

it was on

‘What should I do?’

the king very clearly because of the distance, but

had felt an odd

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

deep breath as he opened his