Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 604

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Albert Crossman.
Ron and Vicross of the Molan Family.
Mercenary King Burd Illis.
And On and Hong.

“Going invisible!”

And finally, Raon as well.
The group infiltrating into the Sinkhole alongside Alberu was complete.

“Wow, Raon really is incredible.”

Burd marveled at the black mana enveloping his companions’ bodies.
They had turned invisible, their forms hidden from the sight of others.

“I am magnificent, so I improved the invisibility spell to allow our group to see each other! This much is basic! Of course, I don’t expect our human to praise me and give me allowance when he returns!”

Raon shouted those words and wrapped the invisible figures once more in magical wind.
Burd watched the group descend swiftly and silently, his admiration evident.

“Magic really does make things convenient.”
“That’s what our human said! If something is convenient, use it! Those are wise words! Human, I miss you!”

Hong and On reacted to Raon’s solemn declaration.

“I miss him too.”
“Still, it’s been so long since we’ve seen him!”

At On’s final words, Raon’s plump cheeks quivered, and Hong’s round eyes sparkled.
Burd gazed at the three of them with sympathy before carefully opening his mouth.

“But… we won’t be discovered, right?”

At that moment, Burd received a cool gaze from Vicross.

“We won’t be discovered. The Molan Family will see to it.”
“…Ah… yes.”

Vicross’s tone was so cold it was piercing, and Burd responded awkwardly.

‘As expected of the Molan Family. Quite ruthless.’

Pfft.
In that moment, Burd heard a deflating laugh.
Burd turned his head toward the sound and saw Ron.

He faltered at the sight of Ron, who was caressing a small but all the more lethal dagger, chuckling softly to himself.

‘…Father is even more ruthless.’

Ron spoke to the Mercenary King who was staring at him, regardless of what Bud was thinking to himself.

“No one in the Endable Kingdom will notice us before we reach our destination. Isn’t that right, Your Highness?”
“Indeed.”

Alberu’s gaze remained fixed on the various levels of the Endable Kingdom.
Moving deeper and deeper downward, he spoke indifferently.

“Because the one existence that will make the Endable Kingdom pay no mind to the likes of us is here.”
“…What do you mean-”

A chill suddenly ran down Burd’s spine.
That was the moment.

BOOM! BOOM!

A deafening roar shook the Endable Kingdom.

“It has begun.”

Ron’s gaze fixed on one location.
The epicenter of the explosion.
There, brilliant golden light surged upward like a star fallen to earth.

BOOM! BOOM! CRASH!
Golden dust erupted and swirled in a violent explosion.

“It’s the Golden Dragon Grandpa!”

Raon, without realizing it, clicked his two front paws together and gazed at the golden dust with a face full of joy.

“Ah.”

Bud finally understood who the only existence Alberu had mentioned was.

Erhafen.
In the Endable Kingdom, a formidable adversary that the White Star could never ignore had been coexisting in silence all this time.
Alberu recalled his conversation with Erhafen as he gazed at the golden dust.

‘Erhafen, isn’t it difficult for you?’
‘Haha. Are you worried about me now?’

After Kale Heniatus’s trial began, Erhafen, unable to use teleportation magic, had simply remained silent and still all this time. When Alberu brought up those moments, he laughed and replied.

‘Compared to my thousand years of dragon life, this isn’t particularly difficult.’

Cotton, the Vice High Priest. The War God’s Sanctuary created by the War God’s people was safe.
Endless attacks poured in from outside, but if this sanctuary remained safe, there was nothing particularly troubling for Erhafen.

‘To survive, one must know how to recover oneself amid countless wars and chaos—how to rest deeply.’

That recovery, that rest, would become a powerful weapon to protect himself and others when it truly mattered.
Erhafen accumulated strength while resting, separate from his worries about Kale Heniatus and the children.

There would come a time when he would need to use his power.
Erhafen spoke to Alberu.

‘The War God’s Sanctuary is quite pleasant for resting.’

Of course, that sanctuary’s expiration date was approximately three months.

‘And the deadline is nearly up.’

Alberu laughed with ease, but he recalled Erhafen’s cold expression.

‘As you said, I’ll create quite the chaos.’

That was my answer in the past.
And now.

Crash! Bang!
That chaotic battlefield blazed with brilliant golden light, radiating a breathtaking luminescence.
The scattering golden dust particles proudly displayed Erhafen’s presence.

Alberu gazed at that golden radiance and recalled someone.

“That eerie bastard.”

The person he remembered was Kale Heniatus.
He recalled the exceptionally long passage Kale Heniatus had written on his back—or rather, on the tiger’s back.

A message left for him, asking to fight together.
It was truly a lengthy letter.

When Erhafen boasted about creating chaos, Alberu had mentioned a portion of that letter—words that Kale Heniatus had insisted be conveyed.

‘Erhafen. Kale Heniatus said there is something you absolutely must do.’
‘What is it?’
‘You must survive.’

For a moment, Alberu could see Erhafen—unusually startled, his composure visibly shaken.

‘…What?’

And from that bewildered question, Alberu understood that something troubled Erhafen.
So he conveyed Kale Heniatus’s meaning with a firmer tone.

‘Kale Heniatus said that only then could he survive.’
‘…Why would my survival be connected to that bastard’s life—’
‘If your life ends, the entire operation fails and he will die as well, he said.’
‘…That’s—’
‘It is the truth.’

Erhafen finally fell silent, his lips pressed firmly shut.
Watching him, Alberu continued speaking.

‘Kale Heniatus would never speak falsehoods, would he?’

Erhafen’s silence was a sign of agreement.
The Kale Heniatus they knew never uttered empty words.

‘Erhafen. The objective of this operation is that no one dies. Do you understand?’

Soon the Ancient Dragon’s mouth opened.

‘Ha, haha-‘

The Ancient Dragon laughed for a long while before nodding with a smile.

‘Right. I’ll use only enough strength so that no one dies.’
‘Yes. He also said that being on the brink is not acceptable.’

Erhafen’s brow furrowed.

‘On the brink? Truly. That unlucky fellow sure knows how to use such irreverent language toward a dragon.’
‘That’s just how he is.’
‘That’s exactly what makes him Kale Heniatus.’

Alberu thought that Erhafen’s expression beyond the video communication device looked happier than ever.

‘In any case, I understand.’

Erhafen answered readily, and now he was demonstrating his commitment to that answer.

“…But it’s still too early to let our guard down.”

Alberu’s eyes within the helmet grew cold and sharp.
The White Royal Castle, the heart of the Endable Kingdom, came into view.
Soon I would set foot in the very center of the Endable Kingdom.

“From this point forward, we move in absolute silence.”

Yet he could not keep the very words he had just spoken.

Boom!
An explosion echoed through the air.

“Damn it.”

Alberu’s gaze shifted.

Crack! Crackle!

Eight statues, presumed to be shaped after unranked monsters.
The underground chamber where they were believed to be located.

The place where the black sphere imprisoning Kale Heniatus existed.
Cracks were spreading across the ground directly above that underground space.

Crackle, crackle—
The fissures were so vivid they were clearly visible even through the darkness, and their scale was immense.

“Raon! Increase your speed!”
“Understood, Crown Prince!”

Alberu’s body moved swiftly toward the spreading cracks.
Many others were already gathered there.

“It’s the White Star!”

As Raon shouted, the corners of Alberu’s eyes within his helmet narrowed.

Boom!

The ground collapsed.
And something black erupted through the fractured earth.

“W-we’re human!”

Raon’s eyes widened in surprise.

Inside the translucent black sphere.
Kale Heniatus lay there lifelessly.
It was questionable whether he was even breathing.

And in the underground space revealed as the ground collapsed.

“Destroy it! Destroy the human’s shield!”

Countless Dark Mages were pouring attack spells into the black sphere.
They seemed determined to shatter it by any means necessary.

Boom! Crash!
Each time, the black sphere containing Kale trembled and swayed in the air.
There were no cracks, yet it seemed it could shatter at any moment.

And inside it, Kale Heniatus’s body was tossed about by the shockwaves of those attacks.

“Smash it. Smash it all!”
“I want to smash it too!”

Raon and Hong raised their voices without realizing it.

“It’s fine. Calm down. You shouldn’t raise your voice.”

At On’s words, the two children fell silent.
Their gazes then turned toward Alberu.
Alberu was observing the center of the enemy forces.

‘…White Star.’

Where his gaze was directed, the White Star stood quietly observing the black sphere, wearing a white half-mask.
Countless subordinates surrounded him.

Beyond the Dark Mages, various combat personnel had gathered, all poised to continue their assault on the black sphere in succession.

“Your Highness, it seems only a small number of forces were sent to Erhafen.”

Ron spoke in a calm yet gentle tone.
True to his words, despite Erhafen causing chaos, most of their forces appeared to have gathered here.

‘That means the White Star is concentrating all his power on destroying that black sphere.’

That’s likely why he made magic usable.
And that’s why he’s willing to accept attacks from outside.
Alberu’s mouth opened.

“What about the High Priest?”

Alberu recalled Kale Heniatus’s warning about being careful of the High Priest.

‘Brother. The High Priest might try to summon unranked monsters.’

That absolutely cannot happen.
Not in this situation.
Vicross drew his greatsword and spoke.

“He’s at the front.”

Alberu spat out the words.

“Take that bastard down first.”

Burd grinned wickedly and shrugged his shoulders playfully.

“My, my. Your Highness certainly has a way with words, doesn’t he?”

That was when it happened.

“Archers!”

The White Star shouted, and those wielding bows aimed their arrows at the black sphere.
At the same time, the White Star extended his hand.

‘The Sealed God told me.’
‘Do as you wish.’

I wanted nothing more than to shatter that black sphere immediately.
But as the Sealed God’s contractor all this time, I merely observed the black sphere, watching the god’s expression and launching only trivial attacks.

‘I still need the Sealed God for now.’

There was much I could extract from that god.
There remained one final thing to steal from the deity.

‘That is precisely why Kale Heniatus could never become a contractor like me.’

But now the Sealed God had spoken.

Do as I please.
My desire was to kill Kale Heniatus.

I would kill him without fail.

White Star cried out.

“Archers, Dark Mages. Attack!”

Countless spells crashed down upon the black sphere.
Innumerable arrows sought to shatter the black sphere.

Boom!

In the moment an explosion of unprecedented magnitude thundered forth.
In that very instant, the people of the Endable Kingdom—who had been holding their breath for months, cowering in their homes—trembled with dread.

Whoosh!
White Star seized a blade of surging flame in his grasp.

“I shall end you.”

I would slay not only the black sphere, but Kale Heniatus as well.

“Ha!”

Yet White Star—Kale Berrow—suddenly burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha!”

And some of his subordinates began to murmur.

“That is…!”
“…a silver shield…!”

The black sphere emerged as the dust from the explosion dissipated.
A silver shield wrapped tightly around the sphere came into view.
White Star’s face twisted into a grin as he shouted.

“You’ve arrived!”

Alberu and his companions, who had dispelled their invisibility, now came into White Star’s sight.
White Star was delighted at the appearance of his expected enemies.
He intended to kill them all this time.

At that moment, Alberu’s lips parted as he observed the scene.

“How ridiculous.”

As Burd marveled once more at the Crown Prince’s choice of words, Alberu spoke to On and Hong, who now stood upon his armored shoulders.

“I’m counting on you.”
“Meow! Understood!”
“Yes, understood.”

The moment Hong and On descended from his shoulders.

“Mist! Scatter!”
“Cough! Poison—Kale Heniatus’s Cat-Human Race!”

Mist and poison.
Both descended upon the enemies’ position.

“Begin.”

At Alberu’s gesture, Burd, Ron, and Vicross rushed toward the ground.
On and Hong controlled the poisonous mist so it would not touch these three.

“I’m heading toward the black sphere!”

Raon moved to his position without needing to be told. His magic would become Kale’s most reliable shield.
Alberu watched as everyone moved to their designated positions.
Then he reached his hand toward empty air.

“Tae-rang.”
-Yes, Albert Crossman.

A white spear materialized from the void and was grasped firmly in Alberu’s hand.

-Congratulations on the first battle of the unbreakable spear.

The spear knight in black armor charged onto the battlefield, toward the White Star at its center.

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“Cough!”
“Hey, are you alright?”

Choi Jung-soo hastily supported Kale, who was coughing up blood.
Kale, who had barely managed to avoid crashing to the ground, gripped the Steel Hawk’s feather and opened his mouth.

“…This won’t do.”

Choi Han’s black aura swirled within Kale’s eyes.

A deafening roar erupted!
When the explosion’s dust cleared, the Yellow-Haired Monster stood rigid in place, unshaken.

“Tsssss!”

The monster, covered in countless small wounds, shrieked and opened its maw, shaking the surroundings.
Sharp fangs were bared.
Drip. Drip.
The poison that should have belonged to the Blue-Haired Monster was falling to the ground.

“…This is getting absurdly strong, no matter what we do.”

Lee Soo-hyuk’s eyes darkened as his body charged toward the monster.
Choi Han, who had attacked moments before, was already rushing in again.

“Prepare for attack!”

Meanwhile, the long-range attack unit atop the City Wall coordinated their support with the frontline assault team.
However, Heo Sook-ja, who commanded those ranged attacks, muttered under her breath.

“…It’s not enough. We need something massive—far more massive.”

A strike powerful enough to halt the Yellow-Haired Monster in an instant.
They needed a tremendous force to create an opening for a full-scale assault.

The one observing this from above understood it perfectly well.

“Damn it.”

Kale Heniatus wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and spat out the words.

“I have to fight too.”

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