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.’

Crossman made Cale become curious about the

guy in front of him

take a look. Alberu would never imagine even in his wildest dreams that the king

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

of the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

of them might know about Zed's true face underneath

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

did have similarities to Zed

course, they had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

look away from Zed’s eyes after facing this other side

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon as he saw

‘This isn’t good.’

Crossman was someone Cale could not get along

as to why you must

to himself in front of the king and asked

person who would respond to it wasn't someone who would care

was trying to break into

a chaos with the First

it happen. This

single episode to someone like that. He would not

The library...

House of

a reason for Zed Crossman

around the library had he known Zed was this kind of

is the reason you are

as if it

to

suspecting is probably correct, your

I am suspecting is

walked down the path near the library’s back door

Click.

back door without any hesitation as

aiming for

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

boldly talked about the

You know about the insignia

he was interested but his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression and

in front of Zed who was standing in front of the open

nonchalantly with a smile on his

was no joke

to the head of the House of Crossman to get

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

I am certain

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

let

Zed smiled.

of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had an ominous

‘This is dangerous.’

he must let Cale live,

years

This is even worse.

am in

reached his hand toward Zed. He had a

be better to hold

Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He

“Ugh!”

a hand reaching out from behind him and

hazy as soon as he took a whiff of whatever was on the cloth that covered his

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

not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

like that of a

filled those once

these were not the eyes of a king

“…….”

stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and

Creeeeeak.

and Zed turned around and observed the darkness outside for

to go to the stone room in the second basement

gone and

disappeared into the darkness within the library not as King Zed as the public saw

Tap.

library back

“…….”

away from the

could not say

eyes shut while covering his

basement training ground and stealthily followed behind him from

had seen the king talk

they

to hear what

seems to

tell that the attendant

also tell that King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding

it was

‘What should I do?’

the king very clearly because of the distance, but he seemed different than the king

felt an odd

fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do at this situation

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

took a deep breath as he opened his