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.’

become curious about the thoughts of that

front of him was no

Alberu would never imagine even in his wildest dreams that

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

of the Roan Kingdom’s

about Zed's true face underneath

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you really are

truly did have

course, they had

Zed Crossman.

eyes

His eyes seemed empty.

as soon as he

‘This isn’t good.’

was someone Cale could not get along

to why you

disrespectfully mumbling to himself in front of the king and

good for Cale but the person who would respond to it

because I was trying to break into the library at

a chaos with the First Prince Palace at its

Crossman was just letting it happen. This was the same

someone like that. He would not

The library...

the secret of the Royal House of

level would be a reason for Zed Crossman to kill

library had he known Zed was

That is the reason you are going to

commented as if

trying to go

is

I am

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

Click.

opened the back door without

you aiming for the second basement

insignia, your Majesty. I was just going to look around the library

talked about the House

about

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

in front of Zed who was standing in front

with a

no

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

eyebrows slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

let you

Zed smiled.

of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had an ominous

‘This is dangerous.’

he must let Cale live,

intuition that was developed from years

This is even worse.

am in danger

had a

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

Venion's lackey’s body so he felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He had no intentions of doing

“Ugh!”

saw a hand reaching out from behind him and covering

whiff of whatever was

before walking up to Cale and

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

looked extremely vicious like that of a predatory beast as Cale slowly

fire filled those

were not the

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

door started closing and Zed turned around and observed the

to go to the stone

and his eyes were

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

Tap.

back door closed

“…….”

far away from

could not say anything or even move from behind

while covering his

had noticed the attendant while leaving the basement training ground

the king

they were talking

too far to

to be

tell that the attendant seemed to

that King Zed knew that Alberu was hiding

it was on

‘What should I do?’

very clearly because of the distance, but he seemed

had felt

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

deep breath as he opened his