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.’

become curious about the thoughts of that old man

in front of him was

dreams that the king would know about his current situation and the

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

them might know about

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really are

Crossman truly did have

they had a lot

Zed Crossman.

from Zed’s eyes after facing

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon as he saw

‘This isn’t good.’

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

not curious as to why you

himself in front of the king and asked his own

Cale but the person who would respond to it

I was trying to break into the library at

chaos with the First Prince Palace at

just letting it happen.

to someone like that. He would not

The library...

the Royal House of Crossman buried in the

would be a reason

around the library had he known Zed was this

the reason you

commented as if it meant

were you trying to go to

is probably correct, your

I am suspecting

the library’s back door and stopped in front

Click.

the back door without any hesitation as

for the second basement

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

the House of

You know about the

interested but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression and tone seemed quite odd and

Zed who was standing in front of the

nonchalantly with a

no joke

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

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

is why I am certain

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let

Zed smiled.

Cale of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had

‘This is dangerous.’

was saying that he must let

that was developed from years of experience was telling him

This is even worse.

am in danger right

immediately reached his hand toward Zed. He had a reason

an illusion anyway. It would be better to hold onto the king if

body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him.

“Ugh!”

out

he took a whiff of whatever was on

that moment, King Zed... He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly that only Cale

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

eyes looked extremely vicious like that of

fire filled those

not the eyes of a king

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

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

to go to the stone room

fire was gone and his eyes

as King Zed as the public saw him

Tap.

library back door

“…….”

away from

all of this could not say anything or even

while covering his

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

had seen the king talk to

hear what they were talking about

too far to

seems to be

the attendant seemed to

Zed knew that Alberu was

it was on

‘What should I do?’

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

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”

took a deep breath as he opened