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

in front of him was no

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

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles around

of them might know about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you really

Crossman truly did have similarities to

course, they had a lot

Zed Crossman.

Zed’s eyes after facing this other

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon

‘This isn’t good.’

Cale could not get along

not curious as to why you must

seem to care about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in front of

for Cale but the person who would

break into the library at night, your

a chaos with the First

Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This

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

The library...

the secret of the Royal House of Crossman buried

at this level would be a reason for Zed Crossman to kill a

searched the area around the library had

correct. That is the reason you are going

nonchalantly commented as if

were you trying to

suspecting is probably correct,

am suspecting

the library’s back door and stopped in

Click.

back door without

for the

without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just going to look around the library before heading

the House

know about

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

Zed who was standing in front of the

spoke nonchalantly with a smile on

no joke

given to the head of the House of Crossman to get

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

is why I am

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let

Zed smiled.

Alberu’s elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

was saying that he must

intuition that was developed from years

This is even worse.

am in

reached his hand toward Zed. He had a reason for coming this

It would be better to hold onto the king if something

the test was fake, this was not Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of

“Ugh!”

reaching out

a whiff of whatever was on the cloth

out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale

not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

extremely vicious like that of a predatory

fire filled those

the eyes of a king but of a

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

and observed the darkness outside for a

go to the stone room in the

gone and his eyes were empty

as King Zed

Tap.

library back door

“…….”

away

been watching all of this could not say

while covering his mouth with his

leaving the basement training

the king talk

what they were talking about

far to hear what they had

to

tell that the attendant seemed to be in

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

it

‘What should I do?’

because of the distance, but he seemed different

felt an

didn't know what to do

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath