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. Alberu said one

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

Don’t cross the line.

warning and an order to the people who had

Click.

shaking as he opened

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

this would happen at

of Stan and the southwest region's Duke’s House of Gyerre

greed for the throne once the crown prince

forces supporting them were unable

They were very foolish.

the time

understood why they were doing

show for the time, effort, and money they

throne room was a place full of bastards who would rip you to shreds if you put

“He’ll be an example.”

would be an example to

it was worth working

he had purposely made it so that

picked up

paper flipping filled the silent

Plop. Plop.

stopped moving after hearing a different noise

was now early

wind as sharp as blades should be

guess the rain- is

of snowing

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

here to follow Alberu to

you keep looking at me

at the record keeper who seemed to be warily looking at

weather is great, your

flinched for a moment before

slightly lowered his head as he

heard that the weather will be good for a few

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

record keeper curled up before continuing

left behind as a record, your highness. It

‘This sharp punk.’

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

see. The weather

Alberu chuckled with

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

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

record keeper finally sighed

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

about the incident with General

first to hear the rumors about things that

are foolish

the

that the people who were still trying to maintain their power were

past the war

time to mess with him, a right

the anniversary of the death of the

birthday was coming up in early spring

do anything for the crown prince's mother on the

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

was buried and spend a few hours alone on the

keepers or attendants

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

the second prince nor the third prince messed with Alberu around this time.

problems were the nobles and administrators who couldn't see anything because they were worried

feel a bit better

keeper was slightly

whose expression seemed dry yet relaxed instead of radiant,

true subordinates were

other than this record keeper

tell you one

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

eyes opened wide

is information a record keeper would like a

clenched the parchments on his side since the crown prince was

couldn’t

keepers were second to none when it came to liking

on looking after the anniversary of my mother’s death and my birthday when

“......!”

keeper’s

made Alberu chuckle

record keeper with

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

to do? You can put it in the unofficial history. I heard that record keepers

“Your highness-”

bowed deeply at that moment. He calmly bowed before