Trash of the Count's Family

TCF S3-2

“...Excuse me?”

‘What? Did he say Wyvern Knights Brigade?

That legendary Knights Brigade of the North?’

Wetton's pupils were shaking.

“Pffft.”

Alberu scoffed.

‘Someone who made it up to General by latching onto the third prince’s side talking about ability. How laughable.’

General Wetton stuttered as he spoke.

“Umm, were they not coming by s, ships?”

“Wetton. The truth is harsher than you imagine.”

‘Funny bastard.’

Alberu sneered internally. However, the smile disappeared from his face.

“I like people who are honest. Yes, I tend to cherish those who are being true about what they want.”

Alberu headed toward the window.

The sky was cloudy now.

No light was coming into the room. Alberu looked out the window as he asked.

“Wetton, are you truly focused on this war?”

The crown prince was smiling brightly unlike the cloudy sky.

“Isn’t your true focus the Commander position and not the war?”

The inside of Wetton’s mouth was going dry.

The crown prince with the radiant smile whom people had a positive image of looked completely different from his usual self.

It felt as if a cold blade was right in front of Wetton's neck.

The crown prince's gaze was as sharp as blades as he spoke.

"Cale Henituse has put his everything on the line.”

Although Cale Henituse was extremely impudent and treated the crown prince as if he was a neighborhood friend... It allowed Alberu to know something.

Cale Henituse was putting everything he had gathered on the line for this war. He could feel it even without Cale talking about it.

Cale Henituse was going to fight to protect his home, his life, and his family.

Alberu was also fighting to protect the Roan Kingdom.

People who were focused on the same thing... There would be no noise when you work with people who wanted the same thing.

“Young master Cale has shown his abilities and has shown that he is focused on saving this land more than anybody else.”

Cale Henituse had not shown these things to Alberu because he wanted to do so.

Alberu could simply tell based on everything Cale had done until now.

"Furthermore, whether it is power or fame... He doesn't care or want any of those things. He simply wants peace.”

That was why he was a funny bastard but one he could trust.

“I am simply raising the hand of someone who is focused on the right thing and has the ability to do so.”

Alberu looked at Wetton, who had shown his greed as soon as he heard the information from Teus, and thought about the person behind this guy.

“The Roan Kingdom is currently standing in a fork of destruction or survival.”

He then clenched his eyes shut.

The Wyvern Knights Brigade. Now that the enemies could do aerial warfare, they were capable of stealthier, quicker, and more destructive attacks than by ship.

"Go inform the third prince’s side.”

Wetton felt as if his heart would sink.

He didn't dare to open his eyes.

"There is no king if the kingdom disappears.”

Alberu walked over to his office desk and sat down.

He then smiled brightly.

"Shouldn’t you hurry?”

Wetton opened his eyes and flinched before heading toward the office door. There was not strength in his steps. Wetton's face was completely pale.

“Wetton. It would have been great if you had not crossed the line.”

“Huuuu.”

in. Alberu

third prince’s side as well. It’ll be even better

Don’t cross the line.

to the people who

Click.

hand was shaking as he

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

this would happen at

and the southwest region's Duke’s House of Gyerre had removed themselves from the factions of the prince they had originally

the second and third princes seemed to give up their greed for the throne

them were

They were very foolish.

the time

understood why they

and money they spent to

place full of bastards who would rip you to shreds

“He’ll be an example.”

an example to deliver Alberu’s will to the respective

guess it was worth

it so that General Wetton would hear

picked up a

of paper flipping filled

Plop. Plop.

a different noise and

now early

one of the coldest times and gusts of wind as sharp as blades should be blowing, but it was raining instead

guess the rain- is

rained for a few days instead of snowing when the anniversary

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

was here to follow Alberu

you keep looking at

the record keeper who seemed to

is

for a moment before looking at the

his

be good for a few

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

curled up before continuing to

is always left behind as a record, your highness. It is similar

‘This sharp punk.’

this timid-looking yet bold-seeming lowest ranking record keeper by

weather

Alberu chuckled with a

on the ground. It should still be cold outside, but it

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

record keeper finally

Alberu's

rumors about the incident

keepers were always the first to

are

nobles who followed the second and

who were still trying to

past the war and

to

soon the anniversary of the death of

crown prince's birthday was coming up

anything for the crown

too much ignoring the anniversary of her death. He seemed

prince was said to go to where his mother was buried and spend a few hours alone on the

or attendants with him

the crown prince's birthday, the King's Palace sent presents and cake but the day passed by quietly without

the second and third

messed with Alberu around this time. Although they didn't like each other, the siblings knew where

were the nobles and administrators who couldn't see anything because they were

bit better

slightly shocked and

seemed dry yet relaxed instead of radiant,

true subordinates were in

other than this

tell you one

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

keeper's eyes opened wide

a record keeper would

his side since the crown prince was not one to say things he did

He couldn’t help

knew that record keepers were second to none

on looking after the anniversary of my mother’s death and my birthday when I become

“......!”

keeper’s shoulders

appearance made

the record keeper with extremely

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

to do? You can put it in the unofficial history. I heard that record keepers used unofficial things and secret things

“Your highness-”

bowed deeply at that moment. He calmly bowed before raising his head and looking straight at