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.”

took a deep breath in. Alberu said one

as well. It’ll be even better if you

Don’t cross the line.

was a warning and an order to the people who had supported the third prince and the

Click.

hand was shaking as he

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

like this would happen at least

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

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

were unable to

They were very foolish.

the time

why they

and money

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

“He’ll be an example.”

General Wetton today would be an example to deliver

it was worth

that General Wetton would hear about this

up

The sound of paper flipping filled the silent

Plop. Plop.

a different noise and looked toward

now

gusts of wind as sharp as blades should be blowing, but it was

the

days instead of snowing when the anniversary of

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

record keeper was here to follow Alberu to

keep looking at me

keeper who

weather is great, your

for a moment before looking

his head

the weather will be good for a few days, your highness. It is different from

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

curled up before continuing

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

‘This sharp punk.’

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

see. The weather is good

chuckled with a slightly

stopped and the bright sun was shining down on the ground. It should still be cold outside, but it did not

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

keeper finally

Alberu's mood had

the incident

the first to hear the rumors about things that happened

truly are

nobles who followed the second and third

who were still trying to maintain

past the war and

a right time to mess with

anniversary of the death of the

prince's birthday was coming

did not do anything for the crown prince's mother

king seemed like too much ignoring the anniversary of her death. He seemed to be doing

buried and spend a few hours alone on the

or attendants

and cake

second

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

administrators who couldn't see anything because they were worried about their shrinking power and

feel a bit better thanks

slightly shocked

dry yet

his true

other than this record keeper

you one of my

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

eyes opened wide

is information a record

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

couldn’t help but

and quietly whispered because he knew that record keepers were second

after the anniversary of my mother’s

“......!”

keeper’s

timid-looking appearance made Alberu

record keeper with extremely small physique were

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

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

“Your highness-”

record keeper bowed deeply at that moment. He calmly bowed before raising