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.”

deep breath in. Alberu

It’ll be even better

Don’t cross the line.

to the people who had supported the third prince and

Click.

hand was shaking as he opened the

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

that something like this would happen at

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

greed for the throne once the crown

forces supporting them were unable to throw away their

They were very foolish.

not the time for

course, he understood why they were doing

for the time, effort, and money they spent to support their respective princes until

a place full of bastards who would rip you to shreds if you put your guard

“He’ll be an example.”

happened to General Wetton today would be an example

guess it was worth working

had purposely made it so that General Wetton

picked up

The sound of paper flipping filled the silent

Plop. Plop.

moving after hearing a

was now early

wind as sharp as

the

always rained for a few days instead of snowing

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

record keeper was here

do you keep looking

at the record keeper who seemed to be

weather is great, your

for a moment before looking at the record

lowered his head as

good for a few days, your highness. It

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

record keeper curled up before continuing to

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

‘This sharp punk.’

Alberu thought highly of this timid-looking yet bold-seeming lowest ranking

weather is good

Alberu chuckled with

stopped and the bright sun was shining down on the ground. It should still be cold outside, but

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

record keeper finally

that Alberu's mood had gotten a

rumors about the incident

the first to

truly are

the second and

the people who were still trying to maintain

past the

right time to mess with him, a

the death

was coming up in early

not do anything for the crown prince's mother on the anniversary of her

much ignoring the anniversary of

was said to go to where his mother was buried and spend a

or

crown prince's birthday, the King's Palace sent presents and cake but

to what I heard, the second

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

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

bit

was slightly shocked

whose expression seemed dry yet relaxed instead of radiant,

the crown prince and his true subordinates were in this domain right

other than this

you

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

opened wide

information a record

crown prince was not one to say

He couldn’t help but

he knew that record keepers were second to none when it came to liking

looking after the anniversary of my mother’s death and

“......!”

record keeper’s

timid-looking appearance made

of the record keeper with extremely small physique were

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

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

“Your highness-”

that moment. He calmly bowed before