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 the thoughts of that

front of him

dreams that the king

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles around

know about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

did have similarities to Zed

they had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

not look away from Zed’s eyes after facing this other side

His eyes seemed empty.

feeling as soon as he saw

‘This isn’t good.’

could not get along

not curious as to

to care about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in front of the king

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

was trying to break into the library at night, your

chaos with the First Prince Palace at its

current Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This was

was just a single episode to someone like that. He would

The library...

Royal House of Crossman buried

a reason for Zed Crossman to kill a

area around the library had he known Zed was this kind of

correct. That is the reason you

as if it meant

were you trying to go to

is

am suspecting

library’s back door and stopped in front of

Click.

door without any hesitation as he

for the second basement

I was just going to look around the library before heading

the House of

know about

as if he was interested but his face remained stoic.

who was standing in front

with a smile on his

was no joke

the head of the House of Crossman to

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

I

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

reminded Cale of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale

‘This is dangerous.’

was saying that he must let Cale live,

from years of

This is even worse.

in

hand toward Zed. He had a reason for

It would be better to hold onto the king if something

this was not Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He had no

“Ugh!”

Cale saw a hand reaching out from behind him

turned hazy as soon as he took a whiff of

moment, King Zed... He let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and

not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

like that of a predatory beast as Cale slowly lost

burning fire filled those once empty

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

“…….”

Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and

Creeeeeak.

around and observed the darkness outside for a moment

attendant trying to go to the stone room in the

fire was gone and his eyes

within the library not as King Zed as the public saw him but as

Tap.

library back door

“…….”

away

this could not say anything

shut while covering his

while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily followed

seen the

they were

to

seems to

attendant seemed

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

it was on

‘What should I do?’

able to see the king very clearly because of

felt

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

deep breath