Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 115

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Kale approached Fendrick, who stood speechless.

“Have you decided what to do with Belbert?”
“Well…”
“It’s unclear, isn’t it?”

Fendrick nodded.
According to Elf customs, Belbert and the others captured alongside him should have been executed. However, executing them immediately without extracting any information seemed wasteful given their potential value.

“I’d like to make a suggestion.”
“A suggestion?”

Kale smiled at Fendrick, whose expression mingled confusion with faint hope.
Fendrick would certainly remember Kale’s mentions of the Dark and the Eastern Continent—information Kale had deliberately withheld from the Tribal Chief. Fendrick would naturally hunger for such knowledge.

‘No race is as thorough in vengeance as the Elves.’

The Elves considered themselves a noble and graceful people. Beneath this belief lay the conviction that they were superior to humans and lived in harmony with nature, free from base desires. Perhaps because of this, Elves pursued vengeance against those who wronged them with meticulous precision. It was possible that in this regard, Elves revered Dragons even more than Dark Elves did—after all, Dragons possessed a superiority complex far exceeding that of Elves.
That’s probably why the Elves were so thorough in their vengeance against those who touched them. Perhaps in this regard, the Elves revered the Dragon even more than the Dark Elves. After all, the Dragon was a race with an even stronger sense of superiority than the Elves.

Kale turned his gaze toward Belbert. Vicross was carefully wrapping chains around his unconscious body.

“What about handing Belbert over to the others?”

Fendrick’s expression became subtle. It was an ambiguous expression, neither clearly showing that this was the situation he had hoped for nor that it wasn’t.

“Are you speaking to Confucius?”

Restoring the Gorge where the Elf Village stood would require all their spirits, and it still wouldn’t be enough. Moreover, with the threat of another attack looming, they needed to prepare defenses. Resources were stretched thin, and vengeance was something they absolutely desired.
Even using all the spirits wasn’t enough to restore the Gorge where the Elf Village currently stands. Moreover, they had to prepare for their return, not knowing when they would come again. In many ways, they were short-handed, and it was a situation where they absolutely wanted revenge.

He waited for Kale’s answer while deliberately suppressing his anticipation. It would be good if he stepped forward. After all, there was no one more righteous than him.

“Pardon?”
“Yes?”

But the answer that came was completely unexpected. Then who was this other person he spoke of?
That question was plainly written across Fendrick’s face.

“For now, discuss my proposal with the Tribal Chief and think it over. I won’t tell you where to hand over the prisoner or go into details until you’re ready to agree.”
“…You’ll entrust them to a trustworthy place?”

Fendrick could see Kale nodding without a moment’s hesitation.

“Yes. They’re someone I can trust.”

I had leverage, after all. Kale recalled the communication crystal buried deep in a corner of my magic pouch for the first time in ages.
I truly despised the Secret Organization and found them irritating. But I didn’t want to take the lead in fighting them myself. Wasn’t it obvious this would be a grueling affair?

“So think it over and give me your answer by this evening. I have a schedule, so I need to leave tomorrow.”

Fendrick patted my shoulder and watched my retreating figure as I left the Underground Prison first.

‘If someone like that trusts them, wouldn’t they be trustworthy?’

It wasn’t something he could be certain about, but since Kale had stepped up to help with the Belbert matter—which brought me no benefit whatsoever—Fendrick found himself quietly trusting his words.

“Oh, and.”
“Yes?”

Kale turned back as I was leaving the prison and spoke to Fendrick.

“Are you going to Wipper Kingdom alone?”
“Ah, yes. That seems to be the case.”
“Then come with us.”
“Yes?”

I offered a gentle smile.
It would probably be better to have an Elf from the Elf Village who had a connection when meeting the Gold Dragon. I wanted to bring everyone along if possible. Of course, I would stay at the very back. Perhaps I’d hide behind Choi Han.

“Wipper Kingdom is currently dangerous to traverse alone. We have business there too, so traveling together will be safer.”

Wipper Kingdom was currently in chaos.
Since Tunka was appointed as Supreme Commander last autumn, Wipper Kingdom had been riding a hellbound express toward destruction. Of course, most of the people in Wipper Kingdom were more energized than ever.
Kale looked at Fendrick, whose expression had turned apologetic.

“I cannot impose such a burden—”
“Burden? Nonsense. Stop thinking such useless thoughts. It would actually be better if I came along to confirm the hostage handover as well. Think about it.”
“…Thank you.”
“There’s nothing to thank me for. We all help each other and live, don’t we?”

A smile graced Fendrick’s lips. Against his sickly face, the smile appeared all the more virtuous and serene. Of course, Kale found Vicross’s gaze far more noticeable—those dumbfounded eyes watching him with considerable discomfort.

“You are absolutely right, Young Master.”
“Yes. Everything I say is correct.”

I responded to Fendrick’s words in a playful tone, then left the Underground Prison. Behind my retreating figure, I heard Fendrick’s voice.

“I will discuss the matter as quickly as possible and inform you.”

That works well.
I quickened my pace. I too had someone to discuss this matter with.

‘To be precise, it’s someone I should pass on to.’

Cale, who returned to the chief’s house under Fendrick’s guidance, immediately instructed Raon to look around. Perhaps because the dragon knew they were together, there was no eavesdropping or recording magic.
I entered the guest bedroom prepared by the Tribal Chief and had my companions guard the door.

“Raon.”
“Understood, human.”

Raon appeared in the air.
I placed the communication crystal on the table and settled into the sofa across from it. At my gesture, Raon connected the crystal to somewhere.
After a brief moment of waiting, a face appeared on the communication crystal.

-It’s been a while.

Crown Prince Albert. There was a glimpse of joy in his eyes.

“You are still a star in the hearts of the people of the kingdom.”

But Cale’s greeting immediately made his expression grimace.

-What are you trying to ask for?
-What is it you’re asking for?
“My, you understand my heart so well now. I’m truly moved—”

Cale closed his mouth and drew a line at the corner of his mouth. Crown Prince Albert frowned, as if he really didn’t like seeing that.
I closed my mouth and drew a smile across my lips. Crown Prince Albert frowned, clearly displeased by the sight of me.

-Did you contact me about going to the Weeper Kingdom?

Unlike his furrowed brow, Albert’s eyes were full of curiosity. This is because I heard what Cale was going to sell in the Weeper Kingdom and how he was going to sell it.

“No. Unfortunately, that’s not it.”
“No. Unfortunately, that’s not it.”
-Then?

Albert blinked for a moment as the words were spoken leisurely, but without pause, and did not immediately understand them. But soon, surprise appeared in his eyes.

-how? No. The process doesn’t matter.
-How? No, the process doesn’t matter.

Crown Prince Albert’s expression hardened. Cale thought as he looked at that stern expression.

‘I asked.’

The Crown Prince asked for this information.
The Crown Prince wanted this information.
I wanted to be done with the Secret Organization, yet I didn’t want to take the lead and solve everything myself. What right did a mere Count’s heir have to step forward and confront an organization that seemed to play with entire continents?

So Cale thought of one person.
So I thought of someone.
Someone who would find it difficult to touch the Secret Organization or the Elves, yet would handle it more cleanly than I could. Someone who harbored ill will toward the Secret Organization and wanted to eliminate them. And someone who had a weakness I could exploit.

“I can tell you the details only after the discussion is over, but we captured a member of that group near the Ten Fingers Mountain in the Kingdom of Roun.”
“I can share the details once all discussions are concluded. But we apprehended a member of that organization near Ten Finger Mountain in the Roan Kingdom.”

Cale smiled instead of answering, and Albert clicked his tongue and opened his mouth.

– Pass it over.
-Hand him over.

Albert couldn’t keep his expression straight, perhaps because the way he was answering was disgusting.

-You’re leaving all the troublesome stuff to me.
-You’re dumping all the troublesome work on me.
“Do you dislike it, Your Highness?”

Unlike his frowning face, Albert’s eyes were good. Along with the empire, it was a kingdom whose identity was unknown. It was a national embarrassment to have been unable to reveal anything for over a year.
Despite his furrowed brow, Alberu’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. The Roan Kingdom, along with the Empire, had failed to uncover the identity of that organization. More than a year of discovering nothing was a national embarrassment.

“lowering.”
“Your Highness.”
-Yes?

Albert slowly began to laugh. he asked with a smile.

-Where do you mean?

Even though I know everything, I ask.

“Of course it’s an empire.”
“The Empire, of course.”

The Empire has yet to catch the secret group that killed the sun god Pope and the saint twins. That fact made Cale reluctant.
The Empire also had yet to capture the Secret Organization that killed the Sun God Pope, nor the twin saints. That fact troubled me deeply.

‘The crown prince is a person who cares a lot about respect.’

It made no sense that the Empire could not find out anything about the incident. No matter how many times the Kingdom of Roun offered to cooperate and investigate, the empire refused.
It made no sense that the Empire had discovered nothing about the incident. Despite the Roan Kingdom’s multiple requests to cooperate on the investigation, the Empire had refused.

‘The crown prince burned the jungle to become a control tower. Also, we know that the North will come down, and we are waiting for the North, Roun, and Brek to fight each other and lose their power.’

A person like that leaves secret groups alone?
Would such a person simply leave the Secret Organization alone?

It was one of the two.

‘They say it’s a great empire, but their intention is to find and deal with that group alone.’

Or maybe there is some connection between the Empire and a secret society.
Or perhaps the Empire and the Secret Organization are connected.
Even while I was enjoying myself in Harris Village, there was one matter that occupied my attention. Of course, I had merely issued orders regarding it.

‘Soon, Tunka of the Weeper Kingdom will set out for the empire.’

Cale was slowly feeling that the end of Volume 5 was not far away. Of course, the story got twisted here and there because of me.
I was gradually coming to realize that the end of Volume 5 was drawing near. Of course, the story had been thrown off course in various places because of me.

‘Still, I have to do what I have to do.’

Nevertheless, Cale has to go to the Whipper Kingdom to get his share as planned. There was a lot to do there.

-The captured prisoners will be handed over to you through your aunt. And report the entire process.

Cale nodded as if it was obvious and answered willingly.

“Yes. And I sell dead mana.”
“Yes. And I’ll be selling the dead mana.”
-What?
“The quantity is quite substantial, so I believe it needs to be sold in the Dark Elf City.”
-….

Crown Prince Albert, who was looking at Cale with a shocked expression, opened his mouth with a serious expression.

-How much?
-How much?

Cale successfully completed the issue of recruiting Bellbird recruits and the dead mana deal with Crown Prince Albert, who had an astounding face. Although we had to discuss details for quite some time, the results were satisfactory.
I successfully concluded the negotiations with Crown Prince Albert, whose expression was one of utter disbelief, regarding Belbert’s new recruits and the dead mana transaction. Though it required quite a lengthy discussion of minor details, the result was satisfactory.

The next day, Cale sat in front of Bellbird, who had not yet come to his senses. Cale sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and looked down at Bellbird. Vicross asked as he approached Bell Bird.

“Shall I wake you up?”
“Shall I wake him?”

Vicross roughly grabbed Bellbird’s hair and sprinkled a bucket of water on his face. Fendrick, who was standing behind Cale and watching this scene, and Fendrick, one of the guardian warriors, asked Cale carefully.

“Are you going to tell the author about his future treatment? Wouldn’t it be better to take him right away?”
“Are you planning to tell the author about their future treatment? Wouldn’t it be better to take them with us right away?”

Fendrick, who was about to say something more in response to Cale’s leisurely answer, kept his mouth shut. A bellbird that had been hit by cold water was waking up groaning. Fendrick took a step behind Cale and stared at the scene.
At Kale’s leisurely response, Fendrick, who had been about to say something more, closed his mouth. Belbert, drenched in cold water, was beginning to stir with groans. Fendrick stepped back behind Kale and quietly observed the scene.

‘Prince, if we become associated with the crown prince, won’t our village’s identity be revealed to the kingdom?’
‘Young master, if you become involved with the Crown Prince, won’t our village’s identity be exposed to the kingdom?’

Fendrick was surprised to hear those words from the side. Kale was well aware of the selfishness and lack of solidarity among the elves. Fendrick closed his mouth after seeing Bellbird open his eyes and look towards Cale.

“Ugh, what is this-”

Bellbird’s voice, which had been poisoned, was a mess. Cale smiled at Bellbird, who had finally come to his senses and was grasping the situation.
Belbert’s voice, hoarse from the poison, was a mess. Kale smiled at Belbert, who was barely regaining consciousness and trying to comprehend the situation.

“That kind of gaze doesn’t really matter.”

In fact, Cale was calm, as if the gaze was not a big deal. Bellbird opened his mouth with his calmness increasing the tension.

“W-what did you do?”
“What… what have you done?”

from now on. Bellbird’s shoulders trembled slightly at those words. However, Cale, the man looking down at him, muttered calmly.

“You are leaving this elven village with me. Your life is in my hands.”

Fendrick, who was standing behind, slightly made eye contact with the guardian warrior. I didn’t know that Cale would tell the prisoner everything in such detail. However, at the words that followed, Fendrick’s eyes hurriedly turned to Cale.

“So, I’m going to tell you my schedule.”

Cale uncrossed his legs and bent down slightly to make eye contact with Bellbird.

“Who is the strongest being after the dragon? Huh? Guess what.”

The second strongest being after dragons.
The second strongest being after the Dragon.
Kale didn’t miss the tremor in Belbert’s pupils. In those eyes, Kale could see his own smiling face reflected. That bastard—even his smile was impressive.

He continued speaking as he looked at Belbert, who was filled with confusion and anxiety.

“I’m scheduled to meet the Whale Tribe.”

You lot—the Whale Tribe, who despise the Secret Organization and wish to capture them.

“They possess the bloodline of the Whale King.”

As Belbert’s face grew pale, Kale heard Raon’s report.

-Human, this swordsman has no surveillance magic whatsoever. Nothing except the magical device we extracted before.

That meant no matter what Kale said, there was no risk of it leaking to the Secret Organization.

“And after that, I plan to meet a Dragon. You know what a Dragon is?”

An even deeper shadow descended upon Belbert’s face. He clearly remembered Kale’s words about traveling together. Kale erased his smile and continued.

“A famous being. Selfish and vicious.”

Kale heard Raon’s flustered voice in his mind.

-That, that’s not true! That’s absurd!

“…Of course, there are Dragons that aren’t like that.”

-That’s right! I’m a very kind Dragon who loves saving others!

Kale suppressed the sigh that threatened to escape at Raon’s words, meeting the gaze of Belbert, who stared at him as if trying to pierce through him.

“This Dragon, however, is an ancient Dragon who cherishes the World Tree and Elves dearly.”

Kale rose from his seat. Belbert, growing increasingly pale for multiple reasons, looked down at Kale, who wore a gentle expression as he straightened his clothes and delivered his final words.

“Look forward to it.”

The next words were directed at Vicross.
“Should I paralyze it too?”
“Blindfold him. Knock him out.”

“Yes.”

Belbert’s eyes were slowly covered with black cloth. He had been deliberating whether to struggle or cry out, but the vacant stare in Kale’s eyes silenced him. Even if he wanted to die now, death would not come easily. With his vision sealed, he heard the conversation between the Torturer and Kale.
“Even a gag.”
“What about the gag?”
“Gag him too.”
“Yes.”

“Yes.”

A gag was placed in Belbert’s mouth. Kale glanced at the sight and turned away.

“Shall we go?”

At Kale’s casual question, the Guardian Warrior and Fendrick slowly nodded. The two elves looked at Kale with expressions that seemed to ask what kind of person he was, but Kale merely shrugged slightly.

He had simply frightened Belbert a little to keep things quiet until he met Tasha, Alberu’s aunt and a Dark Elf.

It wasn’t a lie, was it?

Kale stood blankly for a moment, and when their eyes met, he quickly asked Fendrick, who was opening the prison door.
“yes.”
“Is all the luggage packed?”

“Then we can be on our way.”
However, there were people who stopped Cale and his group from leaving. The village elves that I have not been able to meet because I have been quietly going to places where there are no elves.

However, there were those who blocked Kale’s departing group—the village elves he had avoided meeting by staying away from places without elves.

“Um, did you really receive the Dragon’s blessing?”
Translucent spirits were flying here and there in front of Kale’s eyes, making violent noises. Cale looked at the person who asked him a question.
Whoooosh—

Behind that elf, several others with eyes full of anticipation and fervent enthusiasm stared at Kale.

‘This is troublesome.’

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