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.’

Zed Crossman made Cale become curious about the thoughts of that old man in the

of him

dreams

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

Roan Kingdom’s

them might know about Zed's true face

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you

truly did have similarities

course, they had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

not look away from Zed’s eyes after facing this

His eyes seemed empty.

soon as he saw

‘This isn’t good.’

was someone Cale could not

as to why you must

Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in

question were not very good for Cale but the person who would respond to it wasn't someone who would

to break into the library

a chaos with the First Prince

Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This was the same in the

was just a single episode to someone like that. He

The library...

the Royal House of Crossman buried in the

be a reason for Zed Crossman to kill a simple

have searched the area around the library had he known Zed was this

the reason you are going

commented as

were you trying to go to the

you are suspecting is

I am suspecting

path near the library’s back

Click.

the back door without any hesitation

you aiming for

can’t go in there without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just going to look

about the House of

know about the insignia

interested but his face remained stoic. The

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

a smile on

no joke

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

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

is why I

slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

let

Zed smiled.

of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had an

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he must let

from years

This is even worse.

am in danger right

had a reason for coming this

be better to hold onto the king if

iffy

“Ugh!”

Cale saw a hand reaching out

whiff of whatever was on the

King Zed... He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and

are not

‘...What? Hunter?’

extremely vicious like that of a predatory beast as Cale slowly lost

fire filled those once empty

not the eyes of a

“…….”

down at Cale before turning around and heading into the library. His guard carried Cale and

Creeeeeak.

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

the stone room in the

fire was gone and his eyes were

the darkness within the library not as King

Tap.

back door

“…….”

far away from the

this could

his eyes shut while covering his mouth with

the basement training

the

they were

to hear what they had

seems to

tell that the attendant seemed

tell that King Zed knew that

knew it was

‘What should I do?’

clearly because of the

had felt an

fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do at this

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath as