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.’

this Zed Crossman made Cale become curious about

front of him

would never imagine even in his wildest dreams that the king would know about his current

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

Roan Kingdom’s nobles

them might know about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you

Crossman truly did have similarities

they had a

Zed Crossman.

away from Zed’s eyes after facing this other

His eyes seemed empty.

a feeling as soon as he saw

‘This isn’t good.’

was someone Cale could not get along

to why you must

about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself

good for Cale but the person who would respond to it wasn't someone who would care about something like

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

a chaos with the First Prince Palace

Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This was the same in the

episode to someone like that. He would not be interested in

The library...

secret of the Royal House of Crossman buried in the

reason for Zed Crossman

searched the area around the library had he known

is the reason

nonchalantly commented as if it

were you trying to go

you are suspecting is probably

I am suspecting is

library’s back

Click.

opened the back door without any hesitation

for the second basement

can’t go in there without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just going

boldly talked about the

about the insignia as

interested but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression

and stopped in front of Zed who was standing

a

was no

the head of the House of Crossman

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I am

slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

elegant smile. Cale

‘This is dangerous.’

that he

that was developed from years

This is even worse.

am in

had a reason for

anyway. It would be better to hold onto

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

“Ugh!”

saw a hand reaching out

whiff of whatever was on the

low chuckle before walking up to Cale and

not

‘...What? Hunter?’

of a predatory

fire filled those

that these were not the eyes of a king but

“…….”

consciousness and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and

Creeeeeak.

started closing and Zed turned around and observed the darkness outside for a moment before turning his

trying to go to the stone

was gone and his eyes

the darkness within the library not as King

Tap.

back

“…….”

far away

all of this could

his eyes shut while covering his mouth with

while leaving the basement training ground

seen the

hear what they were talking

was too far to hear what they had

to

tell that the attendant seemed to

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

knew it was

‘What should I do?’

to see the king very clearly because of the distance, but he

had felt

only fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do at this situation he was facing for

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

breath as he opened his