Trash of the Count's Family
Chapter 823
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"What is this?”
Cale quickly scanned the note Mary handed him.
“The First Imperial Prince handed it to me a few moments ago as he walked past.”
- Human! The First Imperial Prince hit Mary’s shoulder as he walked past when he gave this to her! He hit it very hard! Of course, our good little Mary didn't even twitch at such a hit!
Cale did not let Raon's comments in one ear and out the other ear for once. He made sure to remember what Raon said as he scanned the note.
< All of the necromancers who lose the candidate test die as humans. However, they are reborn as something that is not human. >
< Those things that are reborn are still able to use a portion of their necromancer abilities. >
< The Emperor controls those necromancers. >
< The Emperor is their host. >
The note did not end there.
“Mm.”
Eruhaben, who had been standing behind Cale as he read through the note written on the cloth with blood, groaned.
< My goal is to make sure that every single necromancer participating in this test dies. >
“Meeeeeow.”
On and Hong in their cat forms approached Cale from the darkness.
“Mm. Cale.”
Eruhaben started to speak.
"If the contents of this note are true, it sounds like someone is trying to kill all of the candidates except the First Imperial Prince in order to turn them into undeads that are his loyal subordinates.”
It was obvious who that someone was.
“Cale, this is probably why the House of Huayans has been the instructor for generations.”
Cale did not say anything to oppose Eruhaben’s words. In fact, he showed his agreement through silence.
‘The Emperor is dying.’
After learning about the Emperor’s condition, Cale had looked into the lifespan of the past Emperors before leaving the capital.
‘They lived decently long lives before they died.’
For the past 300 years, every Emperor had lived a decent amount of time in other people's eyes.
Basically, there were no instances of short or long lives.
It might seem like nothing much but it could be quite meaningful when considering the fact that the current Emperor was dying.
‘...The Emperor is the only candidate who survives and turns the other candidates into undeads that are in his control.’
And...
‘The Emperor changes at a set period of time.’
In addition, the current Emperor was dying.
What if all of this was being controlled by someone from the shadows?
‘The Emperor's instructor.’
The House of Huayans.
‘Basically, it is highly likely that the Black Bloods are the real rulers of the Empire.’
It was quite possible that they were controlling everything from the shadows.
“The Emperor should be strong. It sounds like he will be controlling quite a large army.”
Cale nodded his head at Eruhaben’s comment.
The Emperor controlled necromancer undeads. Those undeads then controlled skeletons.
Furthermore, the Emperor himself was a skilled necromancer.
“...It will be quite the large army as you mentioned, Eruhaben-nim.”
An army of the dead that is.
“Young master-nim.”
Mary started to speak at that moment.
“It sounds like the First Imperial Prince is planning on killing all of the candidates including himself.”
Cale nodded his head.
< My goal is to make sure that every single necromancer participating in this test dies. >
Every single one.
That meant that he was including himself.
“The First Imperial Prince wasn’t a puppet either.”
The corners of Cale’s lips twisted up. Mary spoke in a calm voice at the same time.
"The First Imperial Prince's goal will fail.”
Eruhaben responded with a satisfied look on his face.
"Why? Because you will stop him, Mary?”
“Yes Eruhaben-nim. That is correct.”
There was a strong gust of wind at that moment.
The whole group looked in that direction for a moment.
Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-
A white bone dragon with broken parts and many cracked bones flew up to the sky and flapped its wings.
The gust of wind was caused by the bone dragon flying up above Precinct 9.
“The tree roots have been defeated.”
head as Mary’s calm
and Sui Khan walking
he could see Marquis Helson heading
like he was going into the castle earlier but now, mm, well, his expression makes it look like he’s being forced to go with
was by
on his face as Marquis Helson grabbed his arm. On the other hand, Marquis Helson had a bright smile on his face as he patted the First Imperial
go of the First Imperial Prince's arm after moving to
“Marquis-nim!”
“No need for greetings.”
stopped people from greeting
key personnel for the troops in
max right now and enter a state of
opened
be spread throughout Precinct
is information Imperial Princess Olivia
information about the large tree monster. People's faces stiffened as they heard
roots are not multiple monsters but all
goodness, everybody knows that the Second Imperial Princess is talented! But her team has all perished while
whispering stopped after hearing the last thing Marquis Helson
for our lives. It
role of Precinct 9 was to prevent the pollution and erosion of land as long as possible and stop mutant monsters from
was
monster was not trying to erode the land or take away
simply wandering around looking for
that was
them even
“We are the wall.”
Helson continued to
the last
The soldiers’ faces stiffened.
living in the edge precinct
here despite
that his numerous allies were looking right at him despite feeling
truly the people guarding
those bastards of the
continued
“We exist to defend.”
black ground... From
smile on Marquis Helson’s face became even
me
the person with the power
is
were hiding in the shadow of the alley
- That’s right!
extremely enthusiastic support for
now select an elite group of people to go kill what we will call the black tree
people around him looked
the protection of
as if
creating this team of elites from people
served as scouts would
Defense and reconnaissance...
were all skilled. Of
defense of the wall was the core reason for their
difficult to even face a portion of the monster with just
Marquis Helson turned around.
made eye contact with the First
the First Imperial Prince’s eyes opened wide
I wish to ask
hand and
continued to
are many people with strong
whom he had not been speaking formally to because he
help us. Your
Imperial Prince's
of Cale’s
bowed toward the other candidates around him
candidate-nims for your assistance as well. This is for the Empire. The entire western part of the Empire will crumble if
For the Empire...
quite the dagger to justify his request toward the candidates who dreamed of
“...Marquis Helson.”
the moment the First Imperial Prince
“I will help.”
Tap.
Han jumped off the roof of
extremely strong abilities and the ever
them had joined
around them
two people who had been treating the tree roots as if they were nothing
if Marquis Helson was not being ridiculous with
“Your Royal Highness.”
the purifier had mentioned and started the first step of their
Dragon be able to
“Ah.”
be heard around
have the esteemed
there is nothing stronger than a
the people
as well, your Royal Highness. We should be able to protect the western part of the Empire
Everybody desperately turned to look at the First Imperial Prince after hearing
all looked toward the First Imperial Prince as
The extinct Dragons...
to be the guardians of the world and the strongest creatures
toward the strength
“Please, your Royal Highness.”
Helson, the Margrave of the west, bowed extremely respectfully
all face if he rejected this
many eyes
you look
of Cale’s lips
of us going to
nodded his head at Eruhaben’s
in the ‘black tree attack team’ Marquis Helson
Han would be
spoke in a low
join this
might not participate for
have to join the attack team. He couldn’t lose
and Cale
the human both had big
on capturing the First
calmly nodded his
finally going to destroy that
destroy the monster as the
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