Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 649

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In particular, Choi Han and the two-headed serpent were engaged in fierce combat. Alberu’s side appeared to be in a temporary lull.

But Raon’s concern lay elsewhere on that battlefield.

An eighth-rank monster. And a first-rank monster.
Raon stared blankly at the colossal creature that had materialized in reality—not as a statue—before turning his head away.

“…Human.”
“Ha… ha… ha…”

Kale’s body, heaving with hot, labored breaths, was already covered in dried blood.

“…Human, why are you like this?”

Raon grabbed a corner of the blanket and brought it to Kale’s nose. Blood was streaming from it.

“This is strange. Truly strange.”

Normally, when he lost consciousness like this, his body would show signs of recovery to some degree. But this time was different.
The wounds were healing far more slowly than usual. Even potions had no effect.
On top of that, fever raged through him, and blood continued to flow from his nose and ears.
He worried that Kale might die from blood loss. And this concern was not Raon’s alone.

-Kale, Kale! Can you hear us?
-…This won’t do. You need to regain consciousness right now.
-Hey, Jjangdol! Don’t speak! Right now, do nothing except maintain the vitality of his heart!

The Ancient Powers, who had been about to speak to the unconscious Kale, fell silent at the Voice of Wind’s cry.

The heart’s vitality consumed by—or rather, now belonging to—the Unbreakable Shield.
That power alone was subtly using regeneration centered on the heart, in a way that wouldn’t strain Kale.

-…It won’t work.

The Shield’s Glutton Goddess murmured helplessly.

-The regeneration isn’t working well. Kale needs to wake up. His will is necessary.

Jjangdol finally spoke a single word.

-Kale. Please come to your senses. Please.

Yet neither the voices of the Ancient Powers nor Raon’s call reached Kale.
Raon stared at the motionless body and clasped his two front claws together.

“Human.”

If I closed my eyes, I could see that scene again.
A fleeting moment.
For such a brief span of time, Kale had surged forward, accomplishing what even a dragon could not.
In his wake, blood that hadn’t yet fallen to the earth traced a crimson path.

The vivid scarlet was like scattered petals, yet it was a sight too gruesome and desolate to call beautiful.

“…I…”

Raon tightened his grip on his clasped front claws.

‘If only I had been a little stronger.’

Then I wouldn’t have had to witness him pushing himself so recklessly.

‘If I had been stronger, if I could have done it instead of the human—’

Raon shook my head.

“No.”

I released the tension from my clasped claws.

“…I cannot think such thoughts.”

Though young, I know this.

“I am a great dragon. I understand our human’s heart.”

This foolish human, so recklessly indifferent to his own body, surely did not wish for me to take the same action.

So Raon shouldn’t think that if he possessed strength, he should step into that situation in Kale’s stead.
What the human—what Kale desired—was not Raon’s sacrifice.
Kale had always said it.

Fight with overwhelming force.
If it doesn’t work, retreat, and strike from behind later.

Raon had grasped the deeper meaning hidden within those words.

‘That way, no one gets hurt.’

That was what Kale truly meant to convey.
Raon repeated it to himself.

“…I just need to learn and grow from whatever comes.”

Raon still had no clear grasp of how to wield his attribute, ‘Present.’ But that didn’t mean he could simply fold his hands and wait.

He had to think fiercely, to wrestle with the problem.
Thinking and deliberating—no matter how arduous—would never kill or injure him. Rather, it was the means by which he could save his allies.

Whooooom—whoooooom—
Black mana rippled around Raon. He withdrew all the communication devices he’d been keeping in his subspace, clutching them in his hands.
Raon spoke to Kale, whose eyes were closed as if shaking off his anxiety.

“Human. The Crown Prince, Choi Han, and the Golden Dragon Elder have all arrived now. While they’re fighting, there’s a gap that needs filling.”

Raon couldn’t leave Kale’s side. Someone had to protect him.
But he couldn’t simply stand idle either.
So after thinking it through, he realized one crucial thing.

“There’s no one to command right now.”

Normally, Kale, Alberu, or Erhafen would step forward to coordinate every battlefield.
But now, there was no one to do so.

“I don’t know how to command. But I’m good at video communication.”

The magic I used most frequently while accompanying Kale was video communication.
Raon lifted the communication device into the air.

At the same time, the device became enveloped in black mana and connected to different locations.

-Hello, Raon. We’ve gathered personnel for the Dark Elf rescue and plan to infiltrate the Endable Kingdom immediately. The Elves will provide additional support, um? Is that Kale behind you?

Tasha, the squad leader of the Dark Elf and Elf alliance combat unit heading toward the Endable Kingdom.

-Oh, junior! Right now Rashil is beating up Dorf- Gasp! Isn’t that Kale Heniatus? Why does he look like that!

Another battlefield.
Dodori, who received the video communication cheerfully from Nexus Mountain in the Sezes Kingdom where our allies were fighting the Cat Tribe and Lion Tribe.

-Raon.

And Mom, Sherit.

-Raon! We finally got through!
-I was about to head out anyway, so wait for me!

Beyond that, Saint Jack, the excommunicated Priestess Kaige, and others—Raon connected video communication to all the people he knew scattered across various locations.

Raon didn’t know how to command.
But there was one thing he understood.

“Information must flow smoothly.”

Major battles were unfolding everywhere. In this situation, what mattered was information about each region being transmitted quickly. That way, those in dire crisis could be saved, and those with spare capacity could help others.

Kim Rok-soo, now Kale Heniatus, had lived a life moving from rear support to the front lines of attack.
Raon, conversely, had primarily handled offense before reaching back to support, ready to do anything.

‘Human, don’t worry. I, the great Raon Mir, do everything well.’

Raon gently placed his front paw on Kale’s powerless hand, then turned his gaze toward the communication devices looking at him.
Our allies everywhere looking at him. Raon thought he understood a little of how much responsibility Kale felt receiving this gaze.
Raon opened his mouth with determination.

“Tell me about your respective situations! First, let me brief you on what’s happening here!”
-Wait a moment!
-I also have something to report, Raon.

Raon’s gaze turned toward those who had spoken with urgent voices.
The first was Saint Jack, and the second was Gashan, a Tiger Tribe shaman who had taken over the video communication from Dodori.

“I had things to tell the Saint anyway! Saint, can you come here?”

I needed the Saint’s healing power.
It might help Kale Heniatus somehow.
However, Saint Jack shook his head with a strained expression.

-…That seems difficult.

Soon Jack explained the reason, and when Gashan’s explanation followed after.

“Damn that White Star to hell!”

Raon cursed in the same tone as Kale Heniatus would have—one that would have made Kale Heniatus horrified to hear—and headed toward the Terrace.

* * *

-Crown Prince!
“Hmm?”

Clophe Seka, the Whale Tribe, and Merry, Bone Dragon, and Dragon. Alberu, who could finally catch his breath with the arrival of his allies, turned his gaze toward the urgent voice.
His eyes turned toward the City Hall Terrace. A faint black entity was visible.

-I’m contacting the other allies!

At Raon’s voice, Alberu’s eyes widened beneath his helmet.

‘…Quite impressive.’

He had already been worried about the communication network that would become sparse if he fought as well, but Raon was filling that gap.

-This is bad!

But his expression quickly crumpled.

-Saint Jack has sent word! Remnants of Dark have invaded the Mogur Empire! There are also black knights riding dark horses!
-Jack contacted the Sun God Priests in other kingdoms, and they say mysterious forces are launching attacks across various regions of their kingdoms as well!

Mysterious forces, including Dark, were attacking locations throughout the Western Continent.

“…I thought they were late.”

Only then did Alberu realize why the Jungle Kingdom and Wipper Kingdom had not yet arrived and why there had been no contact from them.

-Tiger Tribe warrior Gashan spoke next!

News from the Eastern Continent followed.

-Mercenaries scattered across the Eastern Continent sent word to Bud, and it appears that large-scale teleportation magic has occurred in several kingdoms!

A large-scale teleportation formation?
A glimmer of realization flickered in Alberu’s eyes.

-I suspect those who came through that large-scale teleportation formation have arrived on the Western Continent!

Alberu nodded at Raon’s words.

-Aren’t those attacking locations across the Western Continent a mixture of White Star’s subordinates and those kingdoms?

There were many Eastern Continent kingdoms allied with White Star besides the Sezes Kingdom.
While the Sezes Kingdom prepared for the summoning, they may have simultaneously requested military forces from other kingdoms.
Alberu’s mouth opened.

“…Damn bastards. They actually used their heads.”

The approaching Whale Tribe member Archie flinched and stopped.

“We fight.”

Witira indifferently pointed to the eighth monster for Archie.
Paseton was already rushing at the eighth monster, the lion-dragon.

Alberu couldn’t spare a glance at the spectacle before him, his mind consumed by deeper thoughts.

Why would the White Star, with dwindling forces, drag other kingdoms into the fray and assault the Western Continent’s realms?

“…It must be a scheme to prevent anyone from aiding Roan.”

Isolation.
A plan to isolate the Roan Kingdom.

And why the White Star unleashed only monsters against the Roan Kingdom, nothing else.

“…Because those two alone would be sufficient.”

The White Star must have calculated that not only Pursulsi, but the entire Roan Kingdom would be reduced to ruins by those monsters alone.
Alberu lifted his gaze toward those descending from the sky.

“Damn it.”

His eyes met those of Clophe Seka.

“Sir Clophe. Your kingdom faced no attacks?”
“We received word of mysterious assaults. However, the Wyvern Knights are engaged with them in alliance with the Whale Tribe. We can spare four men.”

A smirk.
Clophe’s lips curved upward. He withdrew a Memory Storage from his pocket. Every scene was being recorded.

“One cannot miss the chance to be part of a legend.”

…A madman.
Alberu let out a hollow laugh at Clophe’s response.
That was when it happened.

KRAAAAAASH! KRAAAAAASH!
“Cough!”

Alberu could see Archie being knocked far away, bouncing off the Lion Dragon Hybrid’s shield.
His expression hardened involuntarily.
He watched Witira bite her lip.
The powerful Whale Tribe heir stood there gripping her whip, her face troubled, unable to do anything else.
Their eyes met.

“…We need to deal with that shield first.”

As expected, the Whale Tribe also saw the shield as the problem. They couldn’t attack the Lion Dragon Hybrid’s body until they broke through that shield, but the situation made it difficult.

“…Sigh.”

A sigh escaped Alberu involuntarily.

‘I can no longer expect help from other nations.’

The entire Western Continent was now struggling just to protect itself.

‘…We must overcome this with Roan’s strength alone.’

Alberu’s grip tightened on the spear in his hand without realizing it.
Then.

“What are you thinking about?”

He turned his head at the voice coming from directly behind him. The Ancient Dragon regarded the battlefield and Alberu with eyes as deep as his age.

Whiiiii— Whii—
Wind descended from the sky.
The moment Alberu felt the shadow cast over his head, the Lion Dragon Hybrid was the first to notice it and lifted its head. The monster gazed up at the owner of the shadow looming above it.

“Is it this one.”

The voice of the Dragon Hybrid flowed from the mouth of the black Bone Dragon, and the Lion Dragon Hybrid’s golden eyes met those of the Dragon Hybrid, whose golden eyes shone even brighter.
The Dragon Hybrid had finally achieved what he desired.
Though he possessed only bones, he had become a dragon and looked down from the sky.

Kiiiii—Kii—
And from far to the northeast, like clouds, countless skeletal flying monsters with white bones were flying toward them.

“The enemy numbers only two. We number in the hundreds. If we press forward with superior numbers, victory is ours.”

Merry, perched atop the Dragon Hybrid, spoke with the calm, measured tone of a navigation system.

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