Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 101

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“Merry, you can’t reveal yourself like that in front of strangers! Honestly.”

Tasha sighed and grabbed Merry’s arm, carefully pulling down her robe to cover the exposed skin. Even as she did so, her eyes kept darting toward Kale Heniatus and Choi Han. She held Merry’s hand firmly.

“Well, you see…”

Tasha, rarely at a loss for words, couldn’t hide her bewilderment as she looked at Kale Heniatus. No, she had been in a state of shock ever since Raon appeared, but now her expression was closer to desperation than surprise.

“Tasha.”

Kale Heniatus met her gaze directly, making his intent unmistakably clear.

“I have no intention of speaking of this to anyone. Don’t concern yourself. We’re already in the same boat, after all.”

Tasha closed her mouth, which had opened and closed several times in succession. The Crown Prince’s words about Kale Heniatus came to mind.

‘Aunt, he may be arrogant, but he keeps his word. You can’t trust him, but you can rely on him.’

In the end, it was a statement of trust. And as Tasha observed Kale Heniatus, she found herself increasingly agreeing with those words.
Then, Merry’s voice reached her ears.

“I’m not talking about you, Dragon. Since I can’t swear as a spirit, I swear in my own identity.”

A slight smile appeared on Cale’s lips and then disappeared. Since I risked my life, I didn’t think I needed to worry about Raon’s secret.
Then, the voice of the Market Master—her grandfather Obante—reached her ears.

“Prince Cale, do you know about necromancers?”
“Only as much as others know.”

Of course, I knew more than what was in ‘Birth of a Hero’.

A necromancer refers to a person who fights by controlling dead creatures using dead mana. They have scars that make disguise magic impervious to them.

Just like Black Robe Mary’s arm just moments ago, black spider webs with ugly veins were drawn all over her body.
A human marked with black spider webs.

It was a side effect of using dead mana, which should not be used by living humans. Perhaps necromancers were exterminated not only because of their fighting methods using corpses, but also because of their appearance.

‘I ignored the useful aspect.’

There is no job in the world that is not needed.
There was no profession without purpose in this world.

“My name is Mary.”

Black Robe Mary spoke again.

“I am twenty-five years old this year.”

I introduced myself just like Raon. Cale quietly listened to this. Raon was looking at the black robe with quite interesting eyes.

“I lived in this city of life for 15 years. I remember running away to the desert with my family when I was 10 years old.”

Necromancer Mary was also one of those who ran away from the village.

“I only have that memory.”

hmm?
Hmm?

“Mary was discovered 15 years ago, on the day the dead mana bloomed in the desert.”

Cale turned his head. Dark elf Shaun continued speaking with a stern expression.

“I found it.”

Sean recalled 15 years ago.

“As I said before, a small amount of dead mana blooms in the Land of the Dead. When that time approaches, we go up to the surface every night and bring the fleeing humans back to the city as quickly as possible. Because most of them are malnourished, so even a small amount of contact with them is highly likely to be fatal.”
“As I mentioned before, dead mana blooms in small quantities from the Land of Death. When that time approaches, we ascend to the surface every night and bring the fleeing humans to the city as quickly as possible. This is because most of them are malnourished, and even minimal exposure to dead mana carries a high probability of being fatal.”

Tasha distorted her face and muttered lowly. It was Tasha who found Mary with Sean.

“Fifteen years ago now, dead mana bloomed in the largest amount in hundreds of years. Almost 20 times more.”

hmm. Cale had an idea of ​​what the situation was like. And at the same time, I was able to understand why Mary became a necromancer. His mouth opened.

“I guess Mary was found there.”

She was discovered in a desert where dead mana, even a small amount of which is harmful to humans, blooms 20 times more than usual.

“Yes. It was found dead and had absorbed a significant amount of mana, to be honest, a lot.”
“Yes. She was discovered having absorbed a considerable amount of dead mana. To be frank, an enormous amount.”

Sean tried to answer Cale’s question, but someone answered first. It was Mary.

“Yes. I survived that time. It really hurt.”

The tone in which he said he was in pain was dry. I didn’t feel any emotion.

“It felt like all the blood vessels in my body were exploding. If I wanted to live while in such pain, I needed to know how to deal with dead mana. So between the warlock and the necromancer, I chose the necromancer.”

10-year-old Mary had to become a necromancer to survive.

“So it’s good because it doesn’t hurt. It hurts less now.”

Tasha lowered her head as if it was difficult to hear any more.
Tasha lowered her head, unable to bear listening further.
Less pain.

“But I don’t remember.”

Only then did Cale understand what it meant to have only memories of running away.

“I was running through the desert. My family was falling behind me, but I kept running through the desert. That’s all I remember. I don’t remember my family’s faces, or the human world I lived in before that.”

Mary remembered only one thing.

‘Mary, keep running! ‘Run and don’t look back!’

All I remembered was my mother’s voice. All I could remember was that voice and the feel of the sand crunching as I ran. But thanks to that voice, I was able to remember the name.

“I was sick for 15 years, but I was happy, I am happy, and I am grateful.”

A dry voice rang out.
A monotone voice echoed through the space.
Merry was happy and grateful in this City of Death—or rather, City of Life. Even now, she felt thankful for Market Master Obante, who tried in every way to break her stubbornness, and for Sheon and Tasha, who had saved her and cared for her since childhood.

“I know that humans hate necromancers, but I’m still curious about the human world.”

People in the city said that the human world was hell.
The people in the city said the human world was hell.
And she had heard that most humans despise Necromancers. Yet she remained curious.

“I don’t want to hurt anyone. So I’m going alone.”

The past 10 years have always caught up with her and created pain that never existed. So I wanted to know about those 10 years.
Ten years had clung to her always, creating pain where none had existed before. So she wanted to understand those ten years.

She lifted the arm Tasha wasn’t holding. The ugly scar appeared again.

“I heard that others find this scar disgusting. So, all you have to do is avoid the temple and walk quietly so that this scar is not noticed. We have prepared a lot.”

black robe. Mary’s head was turned towards Kale and Raon, but her voice was aimed at the three dark elves.

Tasha couldn’t hold on to her other arm, which showed the scar, and just looked at it. deep night. A desert covered with black sand grains where dead mana bloomed. The child collapsed on top of him and was out of breath.

‘I have to run, ugh, I have to run!’

The child mumbled like that, and black lines were forming all over his body.
The child had muttered so, and black lines were spreading across her entire body.

And, he overcame the black mana and survived.

“I’m curious about the world.”

Mayor Obante could not say anything. This is because I realized that it was not a question of curiosity about the world, but a longing to find one’s lost 10 years.

Then he saw a moving being in his field of vision.

It was a black dragon.
It was the Black Dragon.

“You’re amazing for surviving! Of course, you’re not as great as me, but you’re amazing!”

Cale also agreed. Unlike the dragon’s high-pitched voice, it was calm.

“That’s amazing. I just wish I survived.”
“Impressive indeed. Survival is what matters.”

But that wasn’t the end of Raon’s words.

“But if a weak human becomes as strong as my front paws and goes out on his own, saying he won’t get hurt, and comes back hurt, I will destroy this piece of land!”

… Isn’t that a bit much? Shouldn’t we get treatment first?
…Wasn’t that a bit much? Shouldn’t treatment come first?

Mary also had the same feeling of not wanting anyone close to her to get hurt. So, I understood Raon’s words and the dark elf’s feelings. That’s why I endured it for five years after I turned 20, but I was still curious about Ji Sang.

“So I won’t leave until I get permission. And I will definitely come back within a year without anyone finding out.”

Perhaps because it was a firm tone, it was a voice that gave off a sense of trust. Mayor Obante answered helplessly, wiping the sweat from his hands with a handkerchief.

“Let’s talk later, later.”

He was the only necromancer in this city, no, on this western continent. It was Obante who opened the way for her. He couldn’t bear to see the child die, so he took out the legacy he had left in the past for the child who wanted to live.

“all right.”

Only after Mary answered, Obante turned his attention to Cale and Raon.

“I will contact you again after the dead mana period has passed. In the meantime, I will allow you to rest well.”
“Once the dead mana period passes, I will contact you again. In the meantime, I’ll make sure you can rest well.”

Cale briefly shook hands with Obante and stood up. Then Sean and Black Robe followed suit and stood up. But one person.

“Tasha.”
“Tasha.”

Tasha stood up in surprise at Obante’s call. There was a lot of worry on her face. Cale pretended not to notice this and left the mayor’s office. Of course, Raon became invisible, and the dark elves and Merry pretended not to notice the sight.

The mayor remained in the mayor’s office, and Tasha and Sean also took the lead and led the way. Behind Cale, of course, was Choi Han, and unlike before, the necromancer Mary was following Choi Han, quietly dragging her black robe on the floor.

“merry.”

Black Robe raised his head. She looked up at Cale. Cale walked leisurely and asked.

“Can you make one arm?”
“Can you create an arm?”

Despite the harsh tone, Cale responded softly.

“Yes. Left arm.”
“Yes. A left arm.”
“Do you have need of it?”
“Yes. I do need it.”

Cale focused his attention on Mary, who did not ask about compensation or price. he asked.

“What do you want to see in the human world?”

Sean and Tasha, who were walking ahead of that question, paused slightly. Mary answered without the slightest hesitation.

“I don’t know.”

Mary really didn’t know.

“I don’t have any memories, and I can’t imagine the human world because I’ve only heard about it in books and stories. So, after seeing it, I think I’ll find something I want to see again.”
“I have no memories, and I have only heard of the human world through books and stories, so I cannot imagine it. That is why I believe that once I see it, I will develop desires to see more.”

Cale agreed to that. That was correct. Since I didn’t see anything, there might not be anything I wanted to see. After watching it, I might find something I want to see later.

At that time, Raon’s voice came into Cale’s head.

-I know that feeling.

4 years before leaving the cave. During that time, Raon didn’t want to see anything. Because there was nothing to see. I just vaguely wanted to be free. There was nothing specific.

-He is a great human being.

From earlier, Raon continued to praise Kale about the necromancer Mary.

-He looks nice.

Mary wants to see the human world. It was Raon’s own appeal to go with her.

-Of course, I am not as weak as you. Basically, it’s on our side. kind. And lived a great life.

As always, Cale pretended not to notice the voice.

And two days later, Cale lay on the sofa in the restaurant and hall on the first floor of the inn and looked at the ceiling.

“It’s no joke.”

Coogugung. The underground cavity was vibrating with a loud sound. But it wasn’t serious.

“Master, it looks like the dead mana is blooming.”
“Young master, it seems dead mana is blooming.”

Cale drank the lemonade Ron gave him. Lemons were also grown in the underground city. There was no fruit missing.
Kale Heniatus drained the lemonade Ron handed him in one long gulp. Even lemons were cultivated within the Underground City. There was no fruit they lacked.

At that time, Raon, who was next to Cale, shouted in his head.

-I’m itching!

Cale lightly ignored those words and looked at the inn door.

“Vicross, go get me another glass of lemonade.”
“Vicross, go make another glass of lemonade.”
“Sir?”

Vicross asks a question and Ron says he will do it himself. A small bell rang among them. There was someone entering the inn.

“Ron, please sit down.”

A person who is covered in black robes and cannot see anything.
A figure concealed entirely in a black robe, revealing nothing of their appearance.

“Vicross, prepare a glass of lemonade for him.”

Vikros was looking at the black object with no visible face with an expression on its face. Cale said to him:

“This is the person who will make your father’s left arm a new one.”

Vicross’s face hardened. The corners of Ron’s mouth, who had been smiling benevolently, lowered.
Vicross’s face hardened. Ron, who had been wearing a benevolent smile, let his lips fall.

“merry.”

Kale likes freebies, money, and pats on the back, but he’s not a con artist. He thought that Kim Rok-soo should repay the person who did something important and great for him.
Kale Heniatus enjoyed freebies and money, and he enjoyed striking people from behind, but he was no swindler. I believed that those who had done important and remarkable things for me deserved appropriate compensation in return.

“For 6 months, I will give you a place to sleep.”

-Ahh! Well done, weak human!

Raon shouted.

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