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.

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

Don’t cross the line.

the people who

Click.

hand was shaking as

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

that something like this would happen at least

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

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

the forces supporting them were unable to throw away

They were very foolish.

not the

course, he understood why they were doing

time, effort, and money they spent to support their

would rip you to shreds if you put your guard down even a

“He’ll be an example.”

General Wetton today would be an example to deliver

guess it was worth working

purposely made it so that General Wetton

picked up a

The sound of paper flipping filled

Plop. Plop.

moving after hearing a different noise and looked toward

now early

of wind as sharp as

the rain- is

few days instead of snowing when the anniversary of his mother’s death was

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

here to follow Alberu

you keep looking

at the record keeper who seemed to be warily looking

weather is great, your

flinched for a moment before

record keeper slightly lowered his head as

be good for a few days,

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

up before continuing

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

‘This sharp punk.’

highly of this timid-looking yet bold-seeming lowest ranking record keeper

see. The weather is good

with a slightly stoic

ground. It should

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

finally sighed

because he realized that Alberu's mood had gotten a bit

had heard rumors about the

keepers were always the first to hear the rumors about things that happened

truly are foolish

followed the

thought that the people who were still trying

past the

time to mess with

the anniversary of the death of the crown

prince's birthday was coming up in early spring after

do anything for the crown

much ignoring the anniversary of her death.

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

he took no record keepers or attendants with him when

the King's Palace sent presents and cake but the

what I heard, the second and third princes’ sides prepared

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

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

I feel a bit better thanks

slightly

crown prince, whose expression seemed dry yet relaxed instead

and his true subordinates

this

you one of my

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

opened

a record keeper would

since the crown prince was not

couldn’t help

record keepers were second to none when it came to

my mother’s death and my birthday

“......!”

keeper’s

timid-looking appearance made Alberu

of the record keeper

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

kind of immature for the crown prince to do? You can put it in the unofficial history. I heard that record keepers used unofficial things and secret things to

“Your highness-”

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