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.”

subconsciously took a deep breath in. Alberu said one more thing to

as well. It’ll be even

Don’t cross the line.

warning and an order to the people who had supported

Click.

shaking as he

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

something like this would happen at

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

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

forces supporting them were unable

They were very foolish.

not the time

course, he understood why

for the time, effort, and money

room was a place full of bastards who would rip you to shreds if you put your guard down even a

“He’ll be an example.”

an example to deliver Alberu’s will to

it was worth

made it so that General Wetton would hear about

up

The sound of paper flipping filled the silent

Plop. Plop.

hearing a different noise and looked toward the

now early

as sharp as blades should be blowing, but it

the rain- is

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

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

record keeper was here

keep looking at me like

at the record keeper who seemed to be warily looking at

weather is great,

a moment before

his

the weather will be good for a

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

keeper curled up before continuing to

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

‘This sharp punk.’

this timid-looking yet bold-seeming

see. The weather is

Alberu chuckled with a

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

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

keeper finally sighed

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

heard rumors about the

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

truly are foolish

nobles who followed the second and third

who were still trying to

past the war

time to mess with him,

of the

was coming up in

for the crown prince's mother on the anniversary of her

the anniversary of her death. He seemed to be

his mother was buried and

took no record keepers or

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

second and

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

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

bit better thanks

record keeper was slightly shocked and

dry

his true subordinates were

this record keeper

I tell you

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

keeper's eyes opened

record

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

He couldn’t

because he knew that record keepers were second to none when it

my

“......!”

record keeper’s shoulders

appearance made

keeper with extremely

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

immature for the crown prince to do? You can put it in the unofficial

“Your highness-”

calmly bowed before raising his head and