Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 54

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Tunka, his eyes gleaming with madness, gripped a club of unknown origin in his hand. The weapon carved through the air with a sinister whistle.

“Is it you?”

Tunka smacked his lips and approached the humpback whale. Even at two meters tall, he appeared diminutive before the colossal creature.

“Heh, fighting a whale—now that’s a first.”

Tunka seemed oblivious to the fact that the whale was a sentient being. He simply wanted to fight because it looked strong. His mind contained nothing but combat and strength.
Thus, the humpback whale regarded Tunka with contempt.

And Kale Heniatus observed this from his crouched position.

-What are you doing?

The Black Dragon’s bewildered voice echoed in my mind, but I remained crouched, having retreated a safe distance.
When whales fight, shrimp backs split open—and being weaker than a shrimp, I had no desire to become collateral damage.

“Can I just beat the whale to death?”

Tunka’s eyes flashed with intensity. He kicked the ground lightly, and his body shot skyward in an instant.

“Impressive.”

I gasped in admiration and retreated further.
In the next moment, Tunka’s club swung toward the whale’s head from mid-air. That was when I witnessed the whale’s sneer for the first time. One corner of the humpback’s mouth curled upward, and its massive body shifted.

The colossal form, exceeding fifteen meters, spun in an instant, and its enormous tail crashed down toward Tunka. But Tunka pivoted mid-air and landed safely on the ground.

Boom!

The spot where Tunka had leaped from was obliterated by the whale’s tail.
Splash—
The resulting shockwave created a wave that swept across the Coastline, drenching me completely.

‘Damn it.’

Not even like a drowned rat. Yet Kale Heniatus kept his mouth firmly shut. The shattered rocks had made far too much of an impact. And that unhinged Tunka as well.

“Kahahaha! Excellent, excellent! Come at me more!”

He was practically prancing about, urging them forward. Tunka charged toward the whale’s tail at tremendous speed and brought his club crashing down. Rather than evade, the whale lifted its tail and swung it toward Tunka.

Boom!
The collision between tail and human produced a sound that shouldn’t have existed. With a tremendous crack, Tunka came crashing back to the ground. Poof. The club disintegrated into powder.

“I knew wielding a club was wrong! Fighting with bare fists—now that’s the real thrill! Hahaha!”

Watching that madman’s antics, Kale thought to himself.

‘At this rate, everyone will come running.’

It seemed people had already noticed. Kale considered his options. How could he slip away quietly? Whether those two fought or not was none of his concern. He casually brushed the stone dust from his clothes and quietly retreated beyond the combat zone.
Kale Heniatus casually brushed the stone dust flying toward him and quietly retreated out of the combat zone.

That was when it happened.

“Sister! He’s going to get hurt at this rate!”

A tiny whale had finally arrived at the scene.
Tunka froze.

“…A whale the size of a rat dropping can talk?”

At those words, the humpback whale’s face twisted in fury as it glared at Tunka. A beautiful voice flowed forth.

“My sibling is the size of a rat dropping?”

Tunka exclaimed in even greater shock.

“This one talks too?”

It was absolute chaos. Kale could see Tunka’s shoulders trembling.

“Oho, so they’re sentient beings! Now this is getting interesting!”

Tunka no longer laughed aloud. Yet the corners of his mouth, raised to their fullest extent, revealed that his excitement had reached its peak.
It was then that Kale noticed the humpback whale glancing at him. He could even see her pupils trembling slightly.

A human crouched low, drenched in seawater and stone dust, looking up at her—Kale.
A humpback whale humanoid, Witira.
As a guardian of the sea who protected weaker creatures, her heart wavered.
Between her and Kale, the whale-transformed Paseton interjected.

“Sister, I’m alive.”
“Paseton.”

The humpback whale’s face contorted. Moisture began to gather in her eyes.
Paseton then glanced toward Tunka before urgently thrusting his fin above the water, pointing toward Kale. Splash, splash. With each movement of his fin, water sprayed and droplets struck Kale’s face.

“This person saved me when I was poisoned by mermaid toxin and nearly died.”

The giant humpback whale’s pupils trembled. The smaller whale approached as close to the Coastline as possible and examined Kale.

“My goodness, you’re soaked through. And all this stone dust too. I’m terribly sorry. I had planned to visit you tonight to offer my thanks.”

Kale brushed the stone dust from himself as he replied.

“It’s fine. Are you fully recovered now?”
“Yes, thanks to you, I’m nearly completely healed.”

The startled humpback whale’s mouth fell slightly open. That was when it happened.

“Don’t lose focus while fighting me! Are you trying to get yourself killed!”

Tunka launched himself toward the humpback whale humanoid Witira, swinging his fist. But his punch never reached the whale. She vanished.
A tremendous plume of steam erupted in her place. From within that vapor, a woman descended onto the rocks of the Coastline. Tap. With the crisp sound of heeled shoes, the woman who landed was Witira in human form.

“Sister!”

Paseton called out to Witira.
In that moment, Kale felt a slight shock.

‘This isn’t just turning an elf into a squid—this is something else entirely.’

Her beauty was nothing short of explosive. She possessed the kind of appearance that would make elves look like cockroaches. I found myself wondering how anyone could be so beautiful.
Azure hair and azure eyes. If the sea possessed the most beautiful creature alive, it would surely be this Whale Tribe before me.
That was when the Dragon’s voice echoed through Kale’s mind.

-…Dragons are far more magnificent. When a Dragon becomes human, we’ll be even more splendid and beautiful. Absolutely the finest in the world.

Kale cleanly ignored that voice and stepped back. Regardless of beauty or magnificence, a humanized Whale Tribe was incredibly strong and violent on land. To such a being, Witira spoke.

“…Don’t step back. You won’t be hurt.”
“That’s right. I keep my word.”

Paseton soon humanized as well and approached Kale. Witira could see her younger brother’s torn pants near the calf and the claw marks scarring the exposed flesh beneath. Fury swirled in her eyes.

Then Tunka walked slowly toward them.

“Why do you keep dawdling over some worthless bastard? Let’s fight already. That’d be more fun.”

Kale and Tunka’s eyes met. A sneer played at the corners of Tunka’s mouth.

“Looks like this guy rescues just anyone.”

Tsk. Kale clicked his tongue at the word “guy.” The absurd facade of “Bap” had been completely discarded. This was the real Tunka. The kind who spoke rudely regardless of whether his opponent was nobility or powerful.

This appearance was far more familiar to Kale. It was as if a character from a book had stepped into reality. Of course, he had no intention of letting it slide.

‘After selling the Magic Tower, he’ll regret it bitterly enough to come to his senses.’

Because I knew the future that would unfold—or rather, the future I would create with my own hands—I remained composed.
The alias Bap. A fitting name indeed. It was perfect for becoming the back of the head I would strike.

But the Black Dragon’s angry voice thundered through Kale’s mind.

-Saving people, preserving life—that’s a great deed! Something to be proud of! And cursing is wrong. How can there be a Benion like this!

…Only knowing itself—how had this Black Dragon become so different from its original nature? Kale pondered this question while subtly shifting his body behind Witira.
He was slightly afraid that Tunka might kill him out of irritation, calling him weak.

“…Do not disparage righteous action, nor the goodwill behind it.”

Yet Witira also seemed to be angry. Kale retreated a step further from her as well. Observing him, Witira spoke with measured composure.

“Thank you. I’ll offer my proper respects later.”

But fury blazed within those eyes. The woman who had stood at the very forefront during the battle against the Whale Tribe. She never shied away from conflict or confrontation.

“Oh, those eyes are magnificent. So you’ve finally decided you want to fight?”

Tunka swayed casually, running his tongue across his lips. He relaxed the tension in his arms and shifted his center of gravity slightly forward in a subtle lean. It was Tunka’s combat stance.

A smile appeared at the corner of Witira’s mouth.

“Fight someone like you?”

That smile was a sneer, yet in that instant, a radiant light seemed to flood the surroundings. To Kale, that brilliance appeared lethal.

Witira opened her right hand. Water surged upward with a splash. A massive whip of water materialized in her grasp. She swung the whip toward the sea.
A colossal whip spanning several meters cut across the ocean’s surface. The sea churned once more, and Witira spoke to Tunka with a chilling gaze.

“How amusing. This isn’t a fight.”

Click, click. She beckoned Tunka with her left hand fingers. And she spoke.

“It’s a lesson.”
“Teaching me? Hahahaha!”

Tunka burst into laughter so violent it seemed to shake the very air, then his expression turned cold and impassive as he stared at Witira.

“I’ll have to tear that mouth of yours.”

Tunka charged straight at Witira. In that instant, she swung her left hand toward Kale. A curtain of water enveloped Kale and Paseton like a protective barrier.
With a splash, her right hand’s whip came down fiercely upon the charging Tunka.

Boom! Bare fist and whip collided. Witira smiled with satisfaction.

“This will be worth teaching.”
“Tch, ridiculous!”

Witira’s whip coiled around Tunka’s retreating body like a serpent, lifting him into the air. Tunka laughed sharply and seized the whip with his hand. The whip of water was caught in his grasp.

“Krkrkr, strength contests are my specialty!”

I unwound the whip coiling around me like a serpent through sheer force. Witira’s eyebrows twitched. But I was no match for the Whale Tribe’s next king.
Witira moved her right hand with casual grace, and at that gesture, the whip lashed out fast and hard, striking my torso. I flew backward toward the Forest again.
That was when it happened.

“…What in the world is happening here?”

Amir Ubar, the Investigation Team, and the knights emerged from the Forest. I was hurtling directly toward them. Witira’s eyes widened. She hastily unfurled a torrent of water with her left hand. But my velocity was faster.

“Raise your shields, all of you!”

Amir, realizing it would be difficult to dodge my incoming form, immediately commanded the knights, and they swiftly raised their shields. I cried out at the sight.

“Brace yourselves! My body’s incredibly tough! You might get hurt! Krhahaha!”

The knights colliding with me wore leather armor, so the probability of injury seemed decidedly high. Observing all of this, a sigh reached the ears of Paseton, the half-blood whale-human.

“Ugh, this is maddening.”

An odd voice tinged with exasperation and composure. Paseton turned his head toward that voice and opened his eyes wide.

Crash!

The shield and I collided. Yet I did not strike the people. No one was injured. I turned to look behind me. Upon my back rested a shield that gleamed with a sacred silver light. And enveloping my body gently were wings.

“…What?”

The shield faded and vanished. My gaze snapped toward one direction. The torrent of water Witira had been flying to deploy dissipated midway. She spun around with a startled expression.
A man connected to the fading silver shield. Kale Heniatus exhaled a sigh, his head bowed.

“Sigh.”

Kale’s appearance, brushing back his seawater-dampened crimson hair, seemed languid. Yet his face was contorted with irritation.
It wasn’t a whale fighting a shrimp and breaking the shrimp’s back—it was a whale fighting a shrimp, and the shrimp was exerting effort.

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