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

Don’t cross the line.

an order to the people who had supported

Click.

hand was shaking as he opened the

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

that something like this would happen at least

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

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

supporting them were unable to throw away

They were very foolish.

not the

understood why they were doing

the time, effort, and money they spent

bastards who would rip you to shreds

“He’ll be an example.”

an example to deliver Alberu’s will to the respective

was worth working

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

up

sound of paper

Plop. Plop.

after hearing a different noise

now early

one of the coldest times and gusts of wind as sharp as blades should be blowing, but it was raining

guess the

of snowing when the anniversary of his

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

ranking record keeper was here to follow Alberu

you keep looking

brightly at the record keeper who

is

a moment before

his head as

weather will be good for a

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

keeper curled up

a record, your highness.

‘This sharp punk.’

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

see. The weather

chuckled with a slightly

from yesterday had stopped and the bright sun was shining down on the ground. It should still be cold

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

record keeper finally sighed in

Alberu's mood had

rumors about the incident

were always the first to hear the rumors about things that

are foolish

followed the second

who were still trying to maintain their power

past the war

right time to mess with him, a

anniversary of the death of the crown

birthday was coming

the crown prince's mother on the anniversary of her

like too much ignoring the anniversary of her

said to go to where his mother was buried and spend

keepers or

Palace sent presents and cake but the day passed by quietly without any

heard, the second and

nor the third prince messed with Alberu around this time. Although they didn't like

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

bit better

record keeper was slightly shocked and

expression seemed dry

true subordinates were

this

you one of

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

eyes opened wide

a record keeper would like a

clenched the parchments on his side since the crown

He couldn’t help

quietly whispered because he knew that record keepers were

anniversary of my mother’s death and my birthday when I become

“......!”

keeper’s shoulders

appearance made Alberu chuckle

eyes of the record keeper with extremely small physique were

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

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

“Your highness-”

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