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 front of him was no

in his wildest dreams

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

Roan

might know about Zed's

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you

truly did have similarities to Zed

had a

Zed Crossman.

eyes after facing this other

His eyes seemed empty.

feeling as soon as

‘This isn’t good.’

someone Cale could not get along

curious as to why you

didn't seem to care about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in

were not very good for Cale but the person who would respond to

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

with the First Prince Palace at

it happen.

to someone like

The library...

the secret of the Royal House of Crossman buried

this level would be a reason

searched the area around the library had he known Zed

correct. That is the reason

nonchalantly commented as if

you trying to

are suspecting is

I am suspecting

near the library’s back

Click.

without any hesitation

aiming for the second

insignia, your Majesty. I was

talked about the House of Crossman’s

You know about

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

of Zed who was standing in

a smile on his

no joke

the

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

is why I am

slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

reminded Cale of Alberu’s elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

that he must let

intuition that was developed from years of experience was telling

This is even worse.

am in danger

Zed. He had a reason

better to hold onto

iffy letting this body die because of him.

“Ugh!”

saw a hand reaching out from behind him and covering

mind turned hazy as soon as he took a whiff of whatever was

He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

extremely vicious like that of

burning fire filled those once

not the

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

turned around and observed the darkness outside for a moment

go to the stone room in the

was gone and

the darkness within the library not as King

Tap.

back door

“…….”

away from

been watching all of this could not

eyes shut while covering

noticed the attendant while leaving the basement training ground and

seen the

hear what they were talking about

too far to hear what they had

seems to be in

the attendant seemed to be

also tell that King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding here but pretended

knew it was

‘What should I do?’

able to see the king very clearly because of the

had felt

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath as he