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.’

about the thoughts of that old man in the

front of him was

imagine even in his wildest dreams that the king would know

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles around

might know about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

Crossman truly did have similarities to Zed

had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

eyes after

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon

‘This isn’t good.’

could not get

to

Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself

contents of the question were not very good for Cale but the person who would respond

break into the library at

causing 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 would not be

The library...

the secret of the Royal House of Crossman buried in

be a reason for Zed Crossman to

around the library had he known Zed was this kind of

is correct. That is the

nonchalantly commented as if it meant

were you trying to

are suspecting is probably correct,

I am suspecting

near the library’s

Click.

back door without any hesitation as he

aiming for the second

the insignia, your Majesty. I was

about the House of Crossman’s

know about

as if he was interested but his face remained stoic.

in front of Zed who was

spoke nonchalantly with a smile

was no joke

Majesty. I do know. You need the insignia only given to the head of the

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

I

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

let you

Zed smiled.

Alberu’s elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

that he must let Cale

intuition that was developed from years of experience was telling him

This is even worse.

in danger

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

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

fake, this was not Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy

“Ugh!”

saw a hand reaching out from behind him and

turned hazy as soon as he took a whiff of whatever

chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly

not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

like that of a

burning fire filled those once

these were not the eyes of

“…….”

consciousness and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around

Creeeeeak.

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

trying to go to the stone room

and his eyes were empty

King Zed as the public saw him but as

Tap.

library back

“…….”

away from

person who had been watching all of this could not say anything or even move from behind this

eyes shut while covering his

training ground and stealthily followed behind him from

seen the

what they

too far to

seems to be

the attendant seemed

that King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding here but pretended not to

it was

‘What should I do?’

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

felt an

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