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.

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

Don’t cross the line.

order to the people who had supported the third

Click.

as he opened

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

this would happen

House of Gyerre had removed themselves from

up their greed for the throne once the crown prince

them were unable to

They were very foolish.

not the time

why they were

time, effort, and money

full of bastards who would rip you to shreds if you

“He’ll be an example.”

to General Wetton today would be an example to deliver Alberu’s will to

it was worth

speaking, he had purposely made it so that General Wetton would hear about this from

up

The sound of paper flipping filled the

Plop. Plop.

stopped moving after hearing a different noise and

was now

wind as sharp as blades should be blowing, but it was raining instead

the rain- is

of snowing when the anniversary of his mother’s

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

keeper was here

keep looking at me

at the record keeper who seemed to be warily looking

weather is great, your

flinched for a moment before looking at the record

his head as he

a few days, your highness. It is

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

curled up

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

see. The weather

with a slightly stoic

yesterday had stopped and the bright sun was shining down on the ground. It

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

keeper finally sighed in

Alberu's mood had

the

attendants and record keepers were always the first to hear the rumors about things that happened in the

are foolish

nobles who followed the second

who were still trying to maintain

past the

to mess

of the death of the crown prince's

prince's birthday was coming up in early

the

the anniversary of her death.

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

keepers or attendants with him

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

heard, the second and third princes’ sides prepared

the second prince nor the third prince messed with Alberu around this time. Although they didn't like each other, the siblings

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

a bit better thanks to

record keeper was slightly

dry yet relaxed instead of radiant,

his true subordinates were in this domain

other than this record keeper

tell you one

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

opened

a record keeper would like a

the crown prince was

couldn’t help

keepers were second to none when

my mother’s death and my birthday when

“......!”

keeper’s

timid-looking appearance made Alberu chuckle

keeper with

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

the unofficial history. I heard that record keepers

“Your highness-”

calmly bowed before raising his head and