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.

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

Don’t cross the line.

to the people who had supported the third prince and the

Click.

hand was shaking as he opened

Alberu simply watched Wetton.

like this

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

second and third princes seemed to give up their greed for the throne once the

them were unable to throw

They were very foolish.

is not the time

course, he understood why

for the time, effort, and money they spent to support

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

“He’ll be an example.”

an

it was

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

picked up

paper flipping filled

Plop. Plop.

crown prince stopped moving after hearing a different noise

now

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

the

few days instead of snowing when

Amazingly.

* * *

“You’re here.”

“Yes, your highness.”

here to follow Alberu to his

do you keep looking

the record keeper who seemed to

is

flinched for a moment before looking

keeper slightly lowered his head as he

the weather will be good for a few days, your highness. It is

Alberu’s eyes opened wide.

curled up

behind as a record, your highness.

‘This sharp punk.’

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

see. The weather is good

Alberu chuckled with a slightly

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

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

finally sighed

that Alberu's mood had

rumors about the incident

the first to hear

are foolish

the second and

who were still trying to maintain their power

the war

time to mess with him,

soon the anniversary of the death

coming

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

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

was buried and spend a few hours alone

or attendants with him when he

sent presents and cake but the day passed by quietly without

what I heard, the second and third princes’

prince messed with Alberu around this time. Although they

anything because they were worried about their shrinking power

feel a bit better thanks

record keeper was slightly

seemed dry

the crown prince and his true subordinates were

this

tell you one of

“Excuse me?”

‘A secret?’

record keeper's eyes opened

a record keeper would like

on his side since the crown prince was not one

couldn’t help but

whispered because he knew that record keepers were second to none when it came to liking rumors and

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

“......!”

record keeper’s shoulders

made Alberu chuckle

record keeper

“What do you think?”

Alberu mischievously spoke.

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 make some

“Your highness-”

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