Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 219

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At the same time, he thought to himself.

‘This is going to become troublesome.’

Kale Heniatus gazed down at the Wind’s Sound swirling in his palm.

If I reveal one more ancient power, wouldn’t things become incredibly bothersome? I’m already dealing with enough chaos over the shield—if I expose this as well, won’t they start trying to assign me tasks from every corner imaginable?

…Will it end with just being a commander?

A wave of dread suddenly washed over Kale Heniatus.
His carefree life seemed to be drifting away to some unreachable distance.

Memories surfaced of his days as Ron—those grueling, relentless times. Before becoming a team leader, and even after, how mercilessly he’d been worked. Every single day had brought crushing headaches.

‘But I can’t just refuse either. Is there another way?’

As Kale Heniatus’s brow furrowed, the voice of Raon, who was following invisibly, reached both Choi Han and Kale Heniatus.

“Weak human! I’ll do it too! If I use the Whirlpools, it’ll be amazing! Let’s save everyone!”

It’ll be amazing.
Those words echoed in Kale Heniatus’s ears like a haunting refrain.

Last time in the Northeast Sea, there had been fog, so I could roughly deceive our allies’ eyes. We’d managed to gloss over it because of what the others had done.

“Kale Heniatus.”
“…Yes?”

Kale Heniatus looked ahead. He could see Choi Han’s back.

“Are you perhaps troubled about revealing more of your power?”

Wow.
He’s sharp, isn’t he?

“Of course, I could be mistaken, but from what I’ve observed, you’ve been reluctant to reveal any other ancient power.”
“You’re right. Your assessment is accurate.”

Kale Heniatus acknowledged Choi Han’s astuteness with admiration, agreeing with his words. Then, as if it were a casual afterthought, he added:

“…I’m afraid. Of revealing more power.”

I was terrified I wouldn’t be able to rest anymore.
I feared the dream profession of a carefree life would disappear.

“…Human.”
“Hmm?”

Kale could feel a small front paw tapping against his shoulder. Of course, it was an invisible small front paw, cloaked in transparency.

Tap, tap.

“Don’t worry. There’s no need to be afraid. I’m a bit magnificent, after all!”

What is he saying?
Kale’s bewilderment was written plainly across his face. However, Choi Han, standing before Kale and shielding him from view—invisible to the Dragon—remained silent for a long moment, his lips moving wordlessly.

Afraid. He never expected Kale Heniatus to utter such words.
Yet simultaneously, understanding dawned on him—the reason Kale showed vulnerability before him and Raon. Perhaps it was because they were the strongest.

After a long pause, he finally spoke.

“I sometimes feel afraid as well.”

It was now late February, so the bitter winds of deep winter no longer cut through the air. Yet the wind that brushed past Choi Han still carried the chill of midwinter.

“But I believe it will be alright if we are together. I will protect you, no matter what.”

…What is this man saying? Why would you protect my carefree life?
Kale was so bewildered he found himself at a loss for words.

“And if you don’t wish to reveal another ancient power, I will do my utmost to prevent the ship from advancing.”
“…I have no intention of revealing another ancient power.”
“Pardon?”

Choi Han turned his head back without realizing it.
Then he saw Kale’s left hand, which was now emitting a silver line instead of Wind’s Sound. The Wind’s Sound still swirled around his left hand.

Choi Han could see Kale’s smiling expression.

“Human, why do you keep smiling like that!”

Raon also looked at Kale. The two wyverns had now stopped on the sea, slightly ahead of the Indomitable Alliance fleet.
Kale unleashed both powers from his hands as he spoke his thoughts aloud.

“As long as it looks like one to everyone else, isn’t that enough?”

Kale looked down below.
He could feel the enemies’ gazes fixed on the two wyverns that had stopped. And he could see mages emerging onto the deck.

He recalled the words that Clophe, that slightly unhinged fellow, had been rattling off.

‘Two of the Red Star of Arm are mages. One is an elderly man, and one is young. The younger one looks a bit dim-witted, but I hear he’s quite skilled with offensive magic.’

Large vessels positioned on the sea.
Magic circles were unfolding across them.

Different types of magic were being conjured by the hands of the Indomitable Alliance mages.

“Choi Han.”
“Yes.”

Kale stroked the wyvern’s neck bone and urged it forward. He flew ahead, passing Choi Han, and opened his mouth.

“The best defense is a preemptive strike.”

In that moment, Kale felt the vibrations of the air.
Powers surging upward from below.

“Fire more magic!”
“Launch the first wave of attacks!”

The mages’ mana surged toward the sky.

“Understood.”

With a metallic ring, Choi Han drew his sword.

“Merry, let’s go.”

As Choi Han whispered to the bone dragon, Merry moved her hand.
Choi Han’s body began to descend. A black aura bloomed at the tip of his blade.

Boom!
Magic and aura collided, erupting in a deafening roar.

“Fire more magic!”
“Keep escalating the assault! Don’t let him approach!”

Choi Han descended without hesitation.
One spell shattered against the tip of his blade. Simultaneously, the wyvern twisted its body.

Boom!
As one spell detonated, Choi Han faced another. Looking up, dozens of large and small attack spells already surrounded him.

It was the vessel carrying the mana stone. Though the grade of the mana stone remained unknown, merely possessing it amplified the mages’ power beyond their usual limits.

Yet Choi Han smiled faintly.

I won’t die from this.
As long as I don’t die, nothing else matters.

Screeeech—
The wyvern’s wings spread wide. Wings unfurled as if to shield Choi Han from the incoming spells. Feeling Merry’s resolve, he spoke.

“Let’s go.”

The pair from the Heniatus Territory battle moved once more.

“Keep firing!”
“Use magic circles in succession!”
“Don’t give him an opening! Bone will shatter eventually!”

Choi Han’s sword tip descended precisely toward the enemies, meeting dozens of spells rising from below.

That was the moment.
When the spells collided with his extended black aura.

Choi Han faltered.

Boom!

A sound that struck his ears.
He turned his head. And he saw it.

The sea surface inverted as waves surged upward.
Through the chaos, a presence split the water itself, cleaving through the sea.

A colossal silver barrier.

“…Ha, haha.”

Choi Han laughed.
Of course.

“Of course, it had to be someone like that.”

A massive barrier materialized before the ships heading toward the Northern Coast.

That colossal shield that had enveloped Leona Fortress.
Now it had been driven down into the Northern Sea.

“Grab the railings! Turn the helm! Evade the waves!”

Violent waves surged from the shield that had split the sea. Soldiers grasped at railings and anything within reach.

The ship lurched.

“Why did the shield suddenly—?”
“Can a shield even be used like this?”

Cries erupted from each vessel.

“Insane. Change direction! Evade the shield!”
“Turn the bow!”
“Damn it, this is going to take longer!”

The massive shield that had enveloped Leona Fortress forced the enemy fleet to hastily pivot their vessels.

-Choi Han, that shield won’t break. Because you can only touch the shield after destroying the barrier created by this slightly magnificent Raon Mir!

The voice of the six-year-old Dragon echoed in Choi Han’s mind.

“Hahaha—”

Choi Han found himself laughing uncontrollably. He looked down below.
The ships turning their bows soon encountered another sight.

“What? Why is the sea surface like this?”
“What is this!”

The sea churned and writhed.
Beneath the waves, the whirlpools conjured by Kale Heniatus and Raon surely raged, causing the water’s surface to convulse.

Countless whirlpools swirling beneath the sea rendered the ships immobile.
A shield blocked them from the front, while whirlpools seized their feet from below.

With such comrades at my side, what was there to fear?

“Let’s go.”

Screeeee. Screeeee—
The wyvern’s wings angled downward once more. Without hesitation, it dove toward the first massive warship. But before the wyvern’s head could even make contact—

“Shield! Deploy the shield!”

Black aura surged forth toward the ship’s deck.
It was the vessel bearing the largest magical formation.

‘Ah, Choi Han. That slightly salty bastard mentioned it—Arm also has a mage unit. The Northern Region is a nation of knights, after all. So the place with the most mages is probably Arm.’

Choi Han had found his prey.

‘And one of the other two members of the Red Star of Arm is supposedly a mage as well. He might show up this time, so stay alert. Of course, that’s just what Clophe said—and he’s not entirely reliable.’
‘Can we really trust the words of a madman?’

True.
We couldn’t trust him.
We couldn’t trust a former enemy.

But Choi Han trusted himself and Merry.
Because of that trust, the black aura plummeted without hesitation toward the vessel with the most mages, crashing down upon its vast deck.

“Dodge!”
“Raise your shields! All soldiers, get inside the ship!”
“Convert the attack formation to defense!”

The deck descended into chaos.
That was when it happened.

Whoosh.
Choi Han spotted a mage lifting his head.
The mage’s hood had fallen away, exposing his face.

He had a naive expression.
But I understood instinctively.

The moment the mage’s skeletal fingers twitched.

‘That’s him!’

The Red Star of Arm.
It had to be him.

Choi Han’s aura shifted direction, homing in on the gaunt mage.
That instant—

“…Merry?”

The wyvern stopped. Someone seized it by the scruff of its neck.

“What?”

Choi Han was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and hoisted upward. The wyvern he’d been riding bolted away frantically in another direction.

“This bastard Clophe is all show and no substance!”
“…What?”

Choi Han turned his head.
Behind him was Kale Heniatus, trembling with exhaustion as he held Choi Han aloft with weakened arms.
And beyond Kale…

“…Kale!”
“I know! Damn it!”

Kale Heniatus’s wyvern spread its massive wings and surged forward. It was heading toward the shield.
The moment Kale Heniatus vacated the spot where Choi Han had been standing.

Whoooosh—

It wasn’t a loud sound.
Something that passed by with only a faint whisper.

Yet Choi Han felt a chill run down his spine.

A small bolt of lightning.
A very small bolt of lightning.

But.
It was something that warranted Choi Han’s vigilance.

Before he could even identify what it was, Raon’s voice reached him as he hung across Kale Heniatus’s wyvern.

“Human! That bastard—he’s not human!”

That bastard.
Choi Han lowered his head.

“This insane bastard Clophe! Weak, you said? Can only cast offensive magic, you said?”

Kale Heniatus’s cursing voice rang out.
And then he saw it.

A Mage with a naive expression.
His gaunt, protruding cheekbones rose as he smiled.

I could see the shape of his lips.

‘What a shame.’

A shame? What did he mean by that?
Snap.
The Mage’s finger flicked. A shield materialized across the vessel.
A small bolt of lightning struck the shield.

Boom!

The small bolt produced a roar far greater than Kale’s shield blocking the sea route.
The moment the lightning touched the shield, it multiplied into dozens of massive bolts that cascaded down the shield’s surface.

The lightning convulsed the sea.

“He’s doing this on purpose! Weak human, that Mage bastard is showing off for us! He can dispel magic, yet he’s deliberately deploying a shield and flexing right now!”

The Mage of Arm deliberately displayed both defensive and offensive power.
Choi Han gripped his sword.
Then, Raon’s hesitant voice reached us.

“But he seems a bit too strong. That’s strange. He’s not a complete human.”

Not human?

“…He smells familiar.”

Choi Han turned his gaze toward Kale. I saw him with his mouth firmly shut.
Kale stared at the Mage with his head bowed.

The helmsmen of the Indomitable Alliance aboard the large vessel tried to maneuver around the shield in any way possible, as the sea route was blocked. Of course, this was difficult due to the whirlpools created by Kale and Raon.

But setting all that aside, Kale could only see the shape of the Mage’s lips.

“What is that bastard saying right now?”

He would soon hear Choi Han’s response.

“…It apparently smells like a Lord.”

A Lord.
The only thing that came to mind at that word was a Dragon Lord. There was no way a Dragon Lord’s scent would be here, but there was a dragon nonetheless.
Kale Heniatus asked Raon.

“Is that thing a dragon?”

Raon’s startled voice came immediately.

“Oh! Weak human! That’s right!”

A dragon?
For a moment, my heart sank.
No matter how strong Arm was, the White Star or that Red Star serving as his right hand was a dragon? That prideful dragon served someone?

Why?
Did it grow tired of playing games?
Did it call Erhaben?

Soon, with the sound of fluttering wings, Raon’s clear answer descended.

“That one’s a mix of human and dragon scent! It’s a hybrid!”

Damn it.

Well, for a worthy opponent to Choi Han and his group, who were born as heroes, something of this caliber had to appear.

‘Lord Kale, that foolish mage’s offensive magic is apparently weaker than the Elderly Man’s. Surely our alliance of the Roan Kingdom and Paern Kingdom will win. There will be no one to block your path, Lord Kale.’

That bastard Clophe.
It’s my fault for believing the nonsense spouted by that lunatic so cheerfully.

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