Trash of the Count's Family

TCF 769

# The Birth of a Hero? (3)

Cale received the robe from Ron and just put it over his pajamas.

“Choi Han, Ron. The two of you stay here.”

Cale was currently in critical condition. Choi Han needed to stand guard and Ron needed to remain here in order to continue that act.

“Yes, young master-nim.”

Ron answered without any complaints but his face did not look good. He seemed to be concerned about the ancient Dragon.

“...I understand, Cale-nim.”

Choi Han responded a beat later, but Cale could not pay any attention to that right now.

“Young master Cale. Hurry!”

“Let’s go right away, Miss Rosalyn.”

Ooooooooong-

Rosalyn was already creating a teleportation magic circle.

She seemed to have chosen teleportation over invisibility or flight magic because every second mattered.

Cale moved to the teleportation magic circle Rosalyn just finished as she called for him.

Rosalyn activated the spell right away.

Paat-

The two of them soon disappeared with a bright light and the comment Cale made before he left remained like an afterimage.

“Eruhaben-nim will be fine.”

His stern voice filled the quiet room.

Ron looked at the spot from where Cale disappeared before nonchalantly commenting.

“And what the hell is your problem?”

His slowly moving gaze reached Choi Han. Choi Han was not looking at Ron but at the teleportation magic circle that remained.

“Tsk.”

The moment Ron clicked his tongue...

Knock knock knock-

Choi Han moved immediately after hearing the knocks.

His quick movement let Ron know that Choi Han was not thinking about something else. He just did not want to answer and chose to ignore Ron.

‘His old habits are coming out.’

It reminded Ron of when Choi Han used to be a cheeky little punk.

However, a gentle smile soon appeared on his face.

Click.

Choi Han opened the door slightly to see King Zed Crossman's personal Chief of Staff.

“Ahem.”

The Chief of Staff moved his head to look inside.

“Hello Chief of Staff-nim.”

Unfortunately, Ron used clever movements to block his view and closed the bedroom door once he walked out.

Click.

The Chief of Staff looked at the firmly closed door as if he was disappointed but quickly got rid of that lock and started speaking.

“Do you remember that his Majesty wishes to speak with young master Cale?”

King Zed was looking for Cale. But why has he not responded? Did you even tell young master Cale about it?

These things were what the Chief of Staff was basically asking. Ron looked around the hallway.

Only people Alberu allowed were allowed into this City Hall Annex. Of course, they believed that Alberu, Cale, and Mary were in critical conditions.

Alberu was the type to trick the allies first.

People like this Chief of Staff were exceptions to Alberu’s selection who were still allowed to move about the Annex.

Ron lowered his head at the Chief of Staff's comment.

“My apologies, Chief of Staff-nim. The young master-nim is currently... not in a state in which he can oblige his Majesty’s will.”

The Chief of Staff's face stiffened as he cautiously asked.

“...How bad is it?”

Information regarding the patients in this annex was currently top secret. Nobody other than an extremely select few knew about Cale’s condition.

Ron took a step toward the Chief of Staff and spoke quietly, as if he was whispering in his ear. Of course, it was loud enough for the guards stationed in the hallway to hear.

master-nim is currently unable to come

already outside, so he couldn’t

it is difficult to

Cale wasn’t here, so chatting with him was difficult unless

“Hoooo... Is that so?”

Chief of Staff barely held back a sigh and observed Ron's

type to lie about

to Ron right now, he was aware of the things Ron had done in Puzzle City. Despite not knowing Ron’s true identity,

I will inform his Majesty exactly as

once again, Chief of

“Not at all.”

walking and turned back

on information, power,

Cale recovers fully very quickly. I have faith that

“Thank you very much.”

him in a more respectful manner than before and started

the bedroom again after seeing the Chief of Staff

instead of Ron. It was so that he could stand guard outside. Choi Han heard Ron open the bedroom

out about the Chief

ceiling above

chuckled and closed

“Still the same.”

still just

strolled the

be able

He then quietly prayed.

“...Please.”

Please let Eruhaben-nim heal.

his resolve while waiting

“...Stronger......”

to

could not share that

* * *

“Human!”

“Meeeeeow!”

“Meeow!”

and On jumped

“Eek!”

“Oh!”

“...He’s fine?”

They were all shocked.

who usually staggered when all three of them jumped on him when his condition was not

he was

“Move over for now.”

to On with his eyes and she nodded her head

was one of the bedrooms in

“...You’re...here?”

bed, greeted him in a

don't seem in that serious of a condition,

calm comment. Even that

next to the bed,

“He is dying.”

“...Old...age......”

restored before Rosalyn raised her voice, unable to maintain

from old age, it's because you pushed yourself

pale as he lay on the bed. He

his usually radiant gold hair had lost its light and was turning dull and shabby. The radiant

‘...No.’

on her lips and looked toward

is

about the size of an alcohol bottle. The item that had been

do, young master

toward the owner

got rid of all the cracks with my Connect

Mila’s attribute, ‘Connect together.’

amount of life force so connecting it together will not bring

had earned this jar artifact from the eastern continent's

force of the numerous people who

of

life force. However, I was able to maximize the effect of

the life force that could have an effect of 1 could

wasn't able to change it much, but

“Young master Cale.”

out to

was looking down at

you not going

his eyes after hearing Cale calmly

an empty chair next to

to

in

the user’s desired

into the artifact when Eruhaben first used

year. That was the amount of time you wanted, Eruhaben-nim. You

just needed enough time until that bastard

why you said that the jar would not fill with water even

“...I did.”

with his eyes

Cale when asked why he did not want any more of the

against the White Star and

sure there might be people

preserve the artifact for

would be me living an extra

not even lived the