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.”

breath in. Alberu said one more thing to

as well. It’ll be even better if you tell the second prince’s

Don’t cross the line.

to the people who had supported

Click.

hand was shaking as he opened

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

something like this would happen at least

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

seemed to give up their greed for the throne once the crown prince gathered powers such

forces supporting them were unable

They were very foolish.

the

course, he understood why they were

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

was a place full of bastards who would rip you to shreds

“He’ll be an example.”

would be an example to deliver Alberu’s will to

it was

made it so that General Wetton would hear

picked up

The sound of paper flipping filled the silent

Plop. Plop.

prince stopped moving after hearing a

now early

wind as sharp as blades

the rain- is

few days instead of snowing when the anniversary of his

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

was here to follow

keep looking at me

the record keeper who seemed to

is

flinched for a moment before looking

keeper slightly lowered his head

good for a few days, your highness. It

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

up

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

‘This sharp punk.’

the reason Alberu thought highly of this timid-looking yet bold-seeming

see. The weather

with a

stopped and the bright sun was shining down on the ground. It should still

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

record keeper finally

that Alberu's

rumors about the

to hear the rumors about things that

truly are foolish

who followed the second and third

were still trying

the

is a right time to mess with him,

the death of the

coming

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

too much ignoring the anniversary of her death. He seemed

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

he took no record keepers or attendants with

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

I heard, the second and third princes’ sides

prince messed with Alberu around this time. Although they didn't

anything

feel a bit better thanks

slightly

dry yet relaxed instead of radiant, looked

his true

than this record keeper that

I tell you

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

opened wide at

information a record keeper would like a

on his side since the crown prince was not one to say

He couldn’t

and quietly whispered because he knew that record keepers were second to none when

the anniversary of my mother’s death and my birthday when

“......!”

record keeper’s

made Alberu

the record keeper with extremely small

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

immature for the crown prince to do? You can put it in the unofficial history. I heard

“Your highness-”

that moment. He calmly