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.’

curious about the thoughts of that old man in

guy in front of him

wildest dreams that the king would know about

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

of the Roan

about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

have similarities to

course, they had a

Zed Crossman.

Zed’s eyes after facing this other side

His eyes seemed empty.

feeling as soon as he saw those

‘This isn’t good.’

could not

as to why

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

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

trying to break into

chaos with the First Prince Palace

Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This

was just a single episode to someone like

The library...

Royal House of Crossman buried in

would be a reason for Zed Crossman

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

correct. That is the reason

commented as if it meant

were you trying to

are suspecting is probably correct,

am suspecting

the path near the library’s

Click.

without any hesitation as

aiming for the second basement

there without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just going to look

talked about the House of Crossman’s

You know about

as if he was interested but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression and tone seemed quite

stopped in front of Zed who

spoke nonchalantly with a smile on his

no

given to the head of

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I am

eyebrows slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let

Zed smiled.

Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had an

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he must let Cale live,

was developed from years

This is even worse.

in

immediately reached his hand toward Zed. He had a reason for coming this close

better to hold onto the king if

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

“Ugh!”

a hand reaching out

as he took a whiff of whatever was on the cloth that covered his

out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly that

not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

vicious like that of a predatory beast as Cale slowly

fire filled those once empty

the

“…….”

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

to the stone room in the second

fire was gone and his eyes were empty

the darkness within the library not as King Zed as

Tap.

back door

“…….”

away from the

who had been watching all of this could not say

clenched his eyes shut while covering

leaving the basement training ground and

the

they were talking

was too far to hear what

seems to be in

could tell that the attendant seemed to

also tell that King Zed knew that Alberu

it

‘What should I do?’

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

had felt an

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

breath as