Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 486

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“…What did you say about my ancestor?”
“…I said he was a villain?”

Had my ears deceived me?
Alberu looked utterly undignified as he jabbed his finger into his ear canal.

“I think my ears are blocked.”
“Ah. Would you like me to explain more precisely?”
“No, no. My ancestor was a villain? Haha. No matter what I hear, such nonsense! Hahaha—”
“You heard correctly, didn’t you?”
“Huh?”
“Yes?”

Alberu and Kale Heniatus froze again, staring at each other.
The two remained silent for a moment. But soon Alberu’s face crumpled.

“No, this is the most infuriating thing I’ve heard in recent times!”
“…Is that so?”
“Is that so?”

Alberu’s face crumpled even further.

‘No, I was going to reveal the Royal Family’s secret and discuss whether my claim to the throne was legitimate. What is this nonsense?’

He had decided to disclose this secret because he was Kale Heniatus.
Though he had already received the seal and was practically the head of the Crossman Family, King Jed Crossman had strongly opposed this action.
Ignoring that opposition, Alberu had brought Kale here.

Kale must have asked because he thought information about the Crossman Royal Family might be useful in relation to the White Star.
Alberu knew this as well and wanted to help defeat the White Star.
But he harbored a different sentiment as well.

‘…A shameful secret.’

What he was doing today was no different from laying bare that shameful secret to Kale Heniatus.

First, it was a shameful secret of the Royal Family.
The Crossman Royal Family, believed to have received the protection and blessing of the Sun God Cult, possessed legends connected to it. Yet when examined closely, the truth revealed was not a blessing at all—it was a curse.
If this fact became known to the outside world, the power and honor of the Crossman Royal Family would crumble, dealing them a devastating blow.

Second, it was a shameful secret regarding Albert Crossman’s very existence.
His own existence, carrying Dark Elf blood with its dark attribute. According to the curse, he should never become the head of the Crossman Family, yet he had deceived his family members and seized that position.

Albert could reveal these two secrets and shameful truths because of Kale.

‘Because he recognized me.’

A man who recognized him as a Dark Elf quarter-blood and harbored no prejudice against Dark Elves.
A man who helped him.
A man similar to him.
That was why he had brought Kale Heniatus here today with such a heavy heart.

But then—

‘Is he spouting nonsense?’

Albert had always known the man was occasionally scatterbrained, but he couldn’t smooth out his furrowed expression. He exhaled like a sigh.

“Do you see the letters carved into that rock over there?”
“Yes. I can see them.”

Ah, this bastard.
Albert suppressed the surge of emotion rising within him and continued speaking.

“That rock is the only remaining record of the Crossman Family besides oral tradition.”

Albert’s gaze fell upon a single sentence carved into the rock.

【The moment one who embraces that darkness becomes the head, the heavens shall crumble and the earth shall overturn.】

“It’s written that if one who embraces darkness ascends to the throne of Roan or becomes the head of the Crossman Family, the world will be turned upside down.”
“I suppose it would be.”

What?
Alberu found himself at a loss for words, watching as Kale Heniatus agreed so effortlessly.
And then he understood.

‘…I should have known better.’

He had expected Kale Heniatus would never do such a thing.
When Alberu showed Kale Heniatus the letters on that rock, he naturally assumed Kale would say something like, ‘Why should I worry about the Sun God’s curse? Darkness will freeze it to death.’ That’s what he’d expected.

“Ha!”

Alberu realized he had harbored expectations of Kale Heniatus, and laughter spilled from his lips.
The expectation that he would tell him to ignore that record and govern the kingdom well.

Without thinking, Alberu lifted his hand and wiped his forehead. How strange his feelings were. It was difficult to express this emotion he felt within himself.

Emptiness?
Disappointment?
Or perhaps shame?
How should he explain this feeling? He had no answer. Instead, he wore the bright smile he usually displayed when facing his ministers, and looked toward Kale Heniatus.

“Kale, wouldn’t it be disastrous if I became king because of the Sun God’s curse?”

In that moment, Kale Heniatus’s face crumpled.

“What nonsense is that?”
“Huh?”
“What are you talking about?”

Kale Heniatus muttered irreverently to himself, then ignored Alberu and approached the rock. At that indifferent action, Alberu hurried after him and spoke urgently. Something felt wrong.

“If I, a Dark Elf, become king, a curse will fall, you say?”
“Yes?”
“If what’s written on that rock is true, then something terrible will happen because of me. I’m someone who shouldn’t exist in the Crossman Family—”
“That’s not it.”
“…What?”

Alberu could see the dumbfounded expression on Kale Heniatus’s face.

“Albert Crossman. Your Highness’s existence is natural law.”

Alberu faltered for a moment, repeating Kale’s words as if to confirm them.

“…Me? Natural law?”

Me?

“Yes. It is natural law.”

That made no sense.
Alberu found himself opening his mouth to refute Kale’s words without thinking.

“…You agreed with what I said earlier. When I said that if the one who embraces darkness becomes king, Roun will be overturned and the Sun God curse will fall, you said ‘I guess so,’ right?”

what?
What are you talking about?

“The sun god curses freezing to death.”

But his mind was so tangled that he couldn’t properly assess the current situation. The confusion was written plainly across his face.
However, his mind was so complicated that he could not properly judge the current situation. Confusion was clearly visible on his face.
Alberu got the words he had been waiting for.

Kale Heniatus looked at Alberu with a puzzled expression.

Instead, thinking his explanation had been insufficient, Kale opened his mouth toward Alberu.
Instead, he opened his mouth to Albert, thinking that his explanation was insufficient.

Instead, he thought his explanation was insufficient and opened his mouth toward Alberu.

“I saw an ancient document. It was so old that as soon as I unfolded it and tried to read it, it crumbled to pieces right away.”

Although Kale suddenly brought up a different topic, Alberu chose to listen in silence.

“The existence of degradation is the natural order of things.”

Those words were circling in his mind, etched vividly, as Kale’s story began to overlay them.

There was a description of the Ancient White Star’s appearance in that document.

Kale Heniatus attributed the information to ancient documents rather than to Jjangdol, who had just shared what the Ancient Powers had told him.

‘Do others like me have the Ancient Powers speak to their original owners?’
Based on what Bird and Jjangdol said on Wind Island in the past, it is said that when the ancient power completely belongs to the owner’s soul, its voice cannot be heard.
Unable to be certain about this, I had made that choice.

Jjangdol had said my case was unusual, but I had no certainty that ‘I alone was unique,’ so I kept silent on that matter.
“yes.”

“Yes.”
Of course, politely with both hands.

Of course, respectfully with both hands.
“…what is that-”

“…What do you—”
Meanwhile, Cale’s two polite hands moved and headed towards the stone chamber rock.

Meanwhile, Kale’s respectful hands moved toward the Stone Chamber’s rocks.

“Here, the words ‘descendants of the cursed blood,’ and ‘do not covet the heavens.'”

Kale’s finger pointed to the character ‘darkness’ carved into the rock.

“And finally, here—darkness.”

He looked at Alberu and spoke.
“What is it?”
“Your Highness, I have one piece of information I would like to propose.”

“The sky attribute that the White Star possesses—I suspect it may not be a power from the Demon Realm.”
Albert let out an exclamation.
Ah.

In that moment, he heard Kale’s voice, quite cheerful.

“Well then, allow me to interpret the words carved on this rock based on my reasoning.”

【Descendants of the cursed blood.】

“Descendants of the Ancient White Star.”
【Never look up to the sky.】

【Never covet the heavens.】

“Do not desire the attribute of the sky.”
【The moment darkness is planted in your body.】
【The sun will always rise.】

【When the one who embraces that darkness becomes your leader, the heavens shall crumble and the earth shall overturn.】

“If among you there appears one who receives the power of the Demon Realm and possesses the Ancient Power of the sky attribute, the world will fall into such chaos that the heavens crumble and the earth overturns.”

Kale pointed to the last two sentences with his finger.
【The moment the one who embraces that darkness becomes the leader, the sky will fall and the earth will turn over.】

【When the one who embraces that darkness becomes your leader, the heavens shall crumble and the earth shall overturn.】

“This seems more like a prophecy than a curse, doesn’t it? Or perhaps a warning.”

Alberu dragged both hands across his face.
Laughter leaked out.
A soft laugh escaped.

He opened his mouth and asked.
“Of course, if that white star becomes king, the world will turn upside down, right?”
“Earlier, I said that if the one who embraces darkness becomes king of Roan or the head of the Crossman Family, the world would overturn. And you just agreed with ‘I suppose so’?”

“Hey, you-”

Alberu finally couldn’t hold back and spoke to Kale.

“If that’s what it means, shouldn’t you have explained it right away!”

Kale flinched at Alberu’s stern voice, but as he looked at the corners of Alberu’s mouth that were smiling, his expression grew bitter.

‘Why is he smiling?’

I found Alberu’s smile strange.
“older brother.”
“…Your Majesty.”

“Yes, brother. This may just be my speculation, but could my ancestor be the Ancient White Star?”
There were no records of his family, past, or relationships.
From what Kale Heniatus knew, the Ancient White Star had appeared in this world at some point and died after the final battle.

So while I couldn’t be certain whether descendants existed, the circumstances somehow made me feel his speculation was correct.

‘Either way, it’s not particularly good news, is it?’

Kale Heniatus watched Alberu, who oddly seemed to be in quite a good mood, with a frown. To that, Alberu lifted his chin and spoke bluntly.
“Well, that’s right. So what should we do?”

“Well. Quite right. So what indeed.”

Watching Kale Heniatus nod calmly, Alberu pressed down the corners of his mouth that were twitching upward with his hand.
But he is not that kind of villain.
Alberu had been surprised by the notion that the Ancient White Star might be his ancestor.

Moreover, among the previous kings of Roan that he knew, while there may have been incompetent ones, none had been evil or tyrannical toward the people of the Roan Kingdom. There were times when the nation struggled due to incompetence, but Roan had stubbornly endured, with later generations taking responsibility and managing somehow.

‘I thought that by ruling the Roan Kingdom as its king, I could avoid the Sun God Cult’s curse.’
As a result, it became the longest surviving kingdom.

As a result, it had become the longest-surviving kingdom.

And Alberu held the goal of making the Roan Kingdom advance even further, beyond mere survival.
“okay.”

“Yes.”

He answered Kale Heniatus gently, waiting for his next words with a more relaxed heart.
“uh?”

“What?”
Albert’s mouth dropped open. The world tree was truly a being that was only heard of in legends. However, Albert’s expression became calm after the next words.

Alberu’s mouth fell open. The World Tree—a being he had only heard of in legends. Yet at the words that followed, Alberu’s expression grew composed.

“The World Tree said that he is the natural order.”

Now Kale Heniatus understood why the World Tree had suddenly said that Alberu was the natural order. Because of this, he spoke his thoughts freely, without the slightest doubt.

“Isn’t it saying that the natural order is for my brother to become king and live according to his will?”
Cale once again decided that if he wanted to live comfortably as an unemployed person and not worry about the affairs of the Kingdom, he would have to push Albert away.
Indeed, for the Roan Kingdom to be at ease, the Crown Prince must become king.

With a subtle smile playing on his lips, Alberu gazed quietly at me, and I conveyed my resolve to him firmly.

“Brother. You must become king.”

And as if accepting that resolve, Alberu’s lips parted.

“Yes. I must become king.”
The image of a dark elf quarter whose dyeing magic had been removed was reflected in Kayle’s eyes. Albert repeated, looking at himself in Cale’s eyes.

The appearance of a Dark Elf quarter with the dye magic dispelled was reflected in Kale’s pupils. Alberu gazed at his own reflection in Kale’s eyes and repeated to himself.
I, my existence, are natural to this world.

I, my existence, am the natural order of this world.

Alberu became certain that bringing Kale here today was one of the best things he had done in his life.

Because his hesitation about himself had vanished.

He quietly observed Kale, who seemed to be lost in various thoughts while examining the stone, and opened his mouth.

“By the way, little brother.”

Kale’s sullen gaze turned toward Alberu.

“You’re going to overthrow the Molden Royal Family—no, the Molden Kingdom—and capture their king?”

He could see Kale’s lips curling up in a crooked smile.

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