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

front of

dreams that the king would know about

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

them might know about Zed's

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

you really

Crossman truly did have similarities to Zed

they had a

Zed Crossman.

from Zed’s eyes after facing this other side

His eyes seemed empty.

a feeling as soon as he

‘This isn’t good.’

Crossman was someone Cale could not get along with...for many

not curious as to why

himself in front

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

trying to break into

with the

Crossman was just letting it happen. This was the same

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

The library...

secret of the Royal House of Crossman

a reason for Zed Crossman to kill

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

the

nonchalantly commented as if it

were you trying to go to the

suspecting is probably

am suspecting is

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

Click.

back door without

for

go in there without the insignia, your Majesty. I was just going to look

the House

You know about the

his face remained stoic. The combination of his expression and tone

in front of Zed who was standing

a smile on

no joke

do know. You need the insignia only given to the head of the House of Crossman to get to the

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

I am certain

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

let you

Zed smiled.

Cale of Alberu’s elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he

developed from years of experience was telling

This is even worse.

in danger right

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

illusion anyway. It would be better to

he felt iffy letting this body die because of him.

“Ugh!”

reaching out from behind him and

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

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

not

‘...What? Hunter?’

of a predatory beast as Cale

fire filled those once

the eyes of a king but of a

“…….”

and Zed stoically looked down at Cale before turning around and heading into the library. His guard carried Cale and followed

Creeeeeak.

closing and Zed turned around and

trying to go to the stone room in

and

library not as King Zed as

Tap.

back door closed

“…….”

away from

been watching all of this could not say

eyes shut while covering his

the attendant while leaving the basement training ground and stealthily followed

had seen the king

couldn't hear what they were talking about

far to hear what they had

seems to be

could tell that the attendant seemed to be in

knew that Alberu was hiding here but pretended

it

‘What should I do?’

king very clearly because of the distance,

had felt

only fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

took a deep breath as