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.’

Crossman made Cale become curious about the thoughts of that old man in

in front of him was

in his wildest dreams that the king would know about his current

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

the Roan

about Zed's true face

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you really are

have similarities

they had a lot more

Zed Crossman.

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

His eyes seemed empty.

a feeling as soon as he saw those

‘This isn’t good.’

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

curious as to why

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

the person who would respond to it

trying to break

causing a chaos with the First Prince Palace

it happen.

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

The library...

the secret of the Royal House

a reason for Zed Crossman

searched the area around the library had he known Zed was

is correct. That is the reason you are going

as

were you trying to go to

suspecting is probably correct, your

I am suspecting is

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

Click.

opened the back door without any hesitation as

you aiming for the

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

about the

You know about the insignia as

but his face remained stoic. The combination of

and stopped in front of Zed who was standing in front of the

nonchalantly with a

was no joke

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

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

is why I

eyebrows slightly rose

‘Certain about what?’

let

Zed smiled.

reminded Cale of Alberu’s elegant smile. Cale had an ominous

‘This is dangerous.’

saying that he must let

was developed from years of experience was

This is even worse.

am in

reached his hand toward Zed. He had a reason

an illusion anyway. It would be better to

felt iffy letting this body die because of him. He had no

“Ugh!”

out from behind him

mind turned hazy as soon as he took a whiff of whatever was on

let out a low chuckle before walking up to Cale and whispering so quietly that only

are not a

‘...What? Hunter?’

that of a predatory beast as Cale slowly lost

fire filled

that these were not the eyes of

“…….”

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

Creeeeeak.

back door started closing and Zed turned around and observed the darkness

the

gone and his eyes were

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

Tap.

library back

“…….”

away from the

watching all of this could not say anything or even move from

shut while covering his mouth with

the basement training ground and stealthily followed behind him from a

seen the king

what they were talking

to hear what they had

to

attendant seemed

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

knew it was

‘What should I do?’

been able to see the king very clearly because of the distance, but

felt an odd

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

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

took a deep breath as he opened