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

in front of him

never imagine even in his wildest dreams that the king would

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles around

of them might know about Zed's true face underneath this

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you

Crossman truly did have similarities to

had a lot

Zed Crossman.

Zed’s eyes after facing this other side

His eyes seemed empty.

a feeling as soon as he

‘This isn’t good.’

Crossman was someone Cale could not get along with...for

not curious as to why you

to care about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in front of the king and asked his

for Cale but the person who would respond to it

because I was trying to break into the library at

a chaos with the First Prince Palace at

current Zed Crossman was just letting it

Cale did was just a single episode to someone like that. He would

The library...

the secret of the Royal House of Crossman buried in

reason for Zed Crossman to kill

area around the library had

That is the reason

nonchalantly commented as if it meant

you trying to go to

you are suspecting is

am suspecting is

library’s

Click.

the back door without

aiming for the second

I was just going

talked about the House of Crossman’s

know about the insignia

if he was interested but his face remained stoic. The

front of Zed who was standing in front of

a smile

was no

given to the head of the House of Crossman to get to the second

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I am

eyebrows slightly

‘Certain about what?’

let you

Zed smiled.

reminded Cale of Alberu’s elegant smile.

‘This is dangerous.’

that he must let

was developed from years

This is even worse.

in danger

Zed. He had a reason for coming this close to

would be better to hold

lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die

“Ugh!”

out from behind him

he took a whiff

chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly

not

‘...What? Hunter?’

vicious like that of

filled

that these were not the eyes

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

door started closing and Zed turned around and observed the darkness outside for a moment

trying to go to the stone

fire was gone and his eyes were empty

within the library not as King Zed as the public saw him but as

Tap.

back door

“…….”

far away from the

watching all of this could

clenched his eyes shut while covering his mouth

the attendant while leaving the basement training ground and

the king

they were talking about

was too far to hear what

to be

tell that the attendant seemed to

King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding here but

it was

‘What should I do?’

of the distance, but he seemed different than the king that Alberu

felt an odd

years old. Alberu didn't know what

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

took a deep breath