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.’

curious about the

guy in front of him was

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

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

Roan Kingdom’s

of them might know about

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

have similarities to Zed

course, they had a

Zed Crossman.

from Zed’s eyes after facing this other side of

His eyes seemed empty.

had a feeling as soon as he

‘This isn’t good.’

someone Cale could not get

to

to himself

for Cale but the person who would respond to it wasn't someone who would care

break

the First Prince Palace at

current Zed Crossman was just letting it happen. This was the

just a single episode to someone like that. He would not

The library...

of the Royal House of Crossman

level would be a reason for Zed Crossman to

around the library had he known Zed was

That is the reason

as

trying to go to the

is probably correct,

I am

path near the library’s back door and stopped in front of

Click.

back door without any hesitation as

aiming for

Majesty. I

about the House

You know about the insignia

he was interested but his face remained stoic. The

and stopped in front of Zed who

a

was no

given to the head

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I

eyebrows slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

must let you

Zed smiled.

elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

that he must let Cale live,

from years

This is even worse.

in danger right

his hand toward Zed. He had a

an illusion anyway. It would be better to hold onto the

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

“Ugh!”

hand reaching out from behind him and covering his

as soon as he took a whiff of whatever was on the cloth

walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly that only Cale could

are not

‘...What? Hunter?’

vicious like that of a

burning fire filled those

were not the eyes of a king but of

“…….”

soon lost consciousness and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and heading into the library. His

Creeeeeak.

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

attendant trying to go to the stone room

was gone and his eyes were

disappeared into the darkness within the library not as King

Tap.

back

“…….”

away

had been watching all of this could not say anything or even

shut while covering his mouth with

attendant while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily

had seen the king

hear what they were talking

was too far to hear what they

to be

the attendant seemed to

that Alberu was hiding here

it was

‘What should I do?’

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

felt an odd

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath as