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 old man in

of him

imagine even in his wildest dreams that the

The second prince's people...

The third prince’s people...

of the Roan Kingdom’s nobles

might know about Zed's true

“Wow.”

Cale gasped in admiration.

guess you

have similarities to Zed

had

Zed Crossman.

look away from Zed’s eyes after facing this other

His eyes seemed empty.

feeling as soon as he saw those

‘This isn’t good.’

someone Cale could not

curious as to why you

to care about Cale disrespectfully mumbling to himself in

but the person

because I was trying to break into the library at night, your

causing a chaos with the First Prince Palace at its

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

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

The library...

the Royal House

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

never have searched the area around the library had he known

correct. That is the reason

commented as if it meant

you trying to go to the

is probably

I am suspecting

path near the library’s back door

Click.

opened the back door without any hesitation as he

you aiming for

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

boldly talked about the House

You know about the insignia as

stoic. The

who was standing in front of

spoke nonchalantly with a smile

was no joke

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

“That’s correct.”

Zed nodded his head.

why I am

slightly

‘Certain about what?’

must let

Zed smiled.

elegant

‘This is dangerous.’

was saying that he must let

that was developed from years of experience

This is even worse.

in danger right

Zed. He had a reason for coming

would be better

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

“Ugh!”

a hand reaching out from

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

chuckle before walking up to

not

‘...What? Hunter?’

that of a predatory

filled those

were not the

“…….”

looked down at Cale before turning around and heading into the

Creeeeeak.

started closing and Zed turned around and observed the darkness outside

trying to go to the stone

gone and his eyes

as King Zed as the public

Tap.

library back door

“…….”

away from the

person who had been watching all of this could not say

shut while covering his

leaving the basement training ground and stealthily followed behind him from a

had seen the king

what they

to hear what

to

could tell that the attendant seemed

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

knew it

‘What should I do?’

been able to see the king very clearly because of the distance, but he seemed different than the king that Alberu

felt

young at only fifteen years old. Alberu didn't know what to do at this situation he was facing

* * *

Blink.

“Huff”

a deep breath as