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.’

Cale become curious about the thoughts of that old man in the

of him

in his wildest dreams that the king would know

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

them might know about Zed's true face underneath

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you

truly did have similarities to

they had a lot

Zed Crossman.

from Zed’s eyes after facing this other

His eyes seemed empty.

feeling as soon as he saw those

‘This isn’t good.’

could not get along

curious as to

to himself in front of the king

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

trying to break into the library at

chaos with the

letting it happen. This was the

a single episode to someone

The library...

Royal House of Crossman buried in the

level would be a reason for Zed Crossman to kill a

would never have searched the area around the library had he

correct. That is the

commented as if

were you trying to

suspecting is probably

am suspecting is

the library’s back door and

Click.

without

aiming for the second basement

there without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just

talked about the House

about the insignia

was interested but his face remained stoic.

stopped in front of Zed who was standing in

nonchalantly with a smile

no joke

only given to the

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I am certain

eyebrows slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

elegant smile. Cale had an ominous

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he must let Cale

from years of

This is even worse.

in danger

hand toward Zed. He had a reason for

better to hold onto

he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He had no intentions of doing

“Ugh!”

reaching out from behind him

as soon as he took a whiff of whatever

He let out a low chuckle before walking

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

vicious like that of

burning fire filled those once empty

think that these were not the eyes of a king but of a

“…….”

consciousness and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and heading into the

Creeeeeak.

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

to go to the stone room in

gone and his

within the library not as King Zed as the public saw

Tap.

back door closed

“…….”

away from the

all of this could not say anything or

while covering

while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily

the king talk

hear what they were

far to

seems to be

tell that the attendant seemed to be

could also tell that King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding here

it

‘What should I do?’

of the distance, but he

felt an

know what

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

deep breath as he