Trash of the Count’s Family

ave lemon tea.”

Cale sounded happy despite the fact that he said that he was disappointed as he took a sip.

“Ugh!”

He then couldn’t help but groan.
Ron gently started to speak.

“The Gyerre territory seems to enjoy bitter tea though, hoho.”

‘Damn it.’
Cale started to frown as he started the day off with bitter tea.
He immediately headed out of the room as soon as he finished dressing.

“Young master-nim!”

Vice Captain Hilsman had been waiting outside the door before following behind Cale.

“Hehe, you look very handsome today, young master-nim!”

Hilsman was commenting about how Cale looked like a proper noble today.
Although it was not fancy and was just decently luxurious, he still looked the part of a promising young noble.

“Is that so? Good.”

However, Hilsman flinched after seeing that Cale's smile looked pure.
‘A pure smile?’
It did not suit Cale at all.

‘I thought I heard that he was going to punish the Chryshi household?’

Hilsman found it weird that Cale looked pure and innocent when Ron had told him about Cale’s plans.
The Vice Captain did not know about the human trafficking yet.

“Where is it?”

However, he quickly responded to Cale's question.

“He is said to be in the garden at this time.
He likes to take a walk after eating an early breakfast.”
“I guess we can stop by the garden on our way to the main gate.”

Cale immediately headed toward the garden.
Hilsman followed behind him while looking at Ron.
Ron just smiled as he followed behind Cale as well.
Hilsman found it even weirder that the kittens were not with Cale, but did not question it for now.

Cale was able to meet with Antonio Gyerre once he arrived at the garden.
Of course, he pretended it was a coincidence.

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“Oh, young master Cale.
Did you sleep well?”
“I didn’t expect to see you in the garden, young master Antonio.
I slept well thanks to you.”

Cale and Antonio happily shook hands with each other.

Antonio observed Cale, who was dressed like a noble and did not have anything out of place.

Cale Henituse.
The crown prince's close confidant, the person who prevented the incident in the capital, and the person who did something amazing enough to get a medal from the Empire.

That person had sent his guard in advance to ask whether he could spend a few nights here.
He had asked for something else as well.

‘Can we chat?’

Chat.
Cale, who was the crown prince’s close confidant, and Antonio, who was a close confidant of a different prince and maintained the kingdom's southwest territory, had obvious but important things to discuss.

It was bound to be a very greedy conversation.
Antonio felt that Cale was as greedy as the other nobles based on the way he asked for a, ‘chat.’

That chat would happen in secret tonight.

“Of course we can do it.
Have you had breakfast yet?”

Antonio casually brought up peaceful topics of conversation.
He could see Cale responding with a noble-like smile.

“I have not.”
“Oh no, you are taking a walk without having breakfast? You should eat.”
“I am okay.
I plan to eat breakfast soon.”

The peaceful conversation changed a bit after Cale’s next words.
Cale gracefully added on.

“I heard that there is a famous bar, so I plan to eat breakfast there.”
“···Excuse me?”

Antonio was shocked.
Cale still said what he wanted to say.

“I happen to like a bit of drinking.
Alcohol is best in the morning.
Until later then, I plan to go drink some beer as morning soup! Haha!”

Antonio recalled Cale’s original nickname before he was called young master Silver Light.
Trash Cale.

Antonio could see Cale, who was announcing that he was going to act like trash today.

“I have nothing to do today.
I plan to drink all day since I am still in recovery.
Isn’t it wonderful?”

Cale was currently said to be recovering after using his ancient power in the Empire.
He had said the reason he was visiting the Gyerre territory was to stop by on his way to the warmer southern region.

But such a person was drinking?

Antonio started to speak after a while.

“…Will you still be able to chat after that?”
“Do not worry, young master Antonio.
Chatting after drinking makes it much easier to chat.
Then I will be on my way now.”

Cale was respectful and proper until the end, even if he was speaking nonsense.
A pale Hilsman and a casual Ron followed behind him.

“…I really can’t figure him out.”

Antonio’s expression turned complicated as watched Cale leave.
However, there was a bit of disappointment in his gaze.

Antonio was someone who judged people based on how noble they appeared.
Cale seemed to be placed lower on Antonio’s personal nobility scale.

“Will it be okay?”

Hilsman asked with concern, but Cale was not listening.
He headed up to the third floor as soon as he got to the bar.
He then sat down at a table by the window and watched the flowing river until he turned his head.

“Would you like to order?”

The waiter cautiously asked after seeing Cale's gaze.
The noble appearance and the person's majestic demeanor made him look like he was at least a Count.
That was why the waiter could not help but be cautious.

Cale did not even look at the menu before starting to speak.

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“All of it.”

It was a powerful statement.

“Excuse me?”

Cale gave his order again to the confused waiter.

“Give me a bottle of every different kind of alcohol you have.
Oh, also give me your most expensive snacks.”

Hilsman blinked while listening to Cale's extravagant order.
Cale bluntly asked Hilsman once the waiter left with a shocked expression.

“What are you looking at?”

Hilsman smiled brightly, contrary to Cale's expectations.

“You really haven’t changed, young master-nim! Yes, Choi Han isn’t here! Let's get wasted! Hahahaha!”

Cale shook his head, but Hilsman opened a bottle and started to hum.
Cale ignored him and looked outside the window.

He could see the river flowing through the Gyerre territory.
The river that separated the slums from the rest of the territory was right outside this bar.
Cale could see the bridge as well.

The slums were just past that bridge.
Cale could see ten shabby houses across the bridge.

Those were the houses where the kidnapped individuals were imprisoned.

…We will break those houses! No, we will destroy them!

Cale listened to Raon's vicious comments before picking up the bottle instead of the glass that Hilsman had filled.

“Y, young master-nim.”

Hilsman became anxious.

Clack!

However, he came back to his senses after hearing the empty bottle being placed back on the table.
He could see that Cale's face had turned red.
Cale picked up another bottle.

Cale, whose face was red even though he was not drunk, pushed the bottle toward Hilsman who was looking at him.
Hilsman flinched after recalling how Cale used to throw bottles in the past, before slowly taking the bottle from him.

Cale truly ate and drank all day without saying anything.
He finally said something as the sun started to go down.

“Hilsman.”
“Yes, young master-nim.”

As the guard, Hilsman had stopped drinking after one or two drinks.
He was admiring how Cale's experience as trash really was not a lie based on how he could drink all day as he observed Cale.
Cale started to speak again.

“Ron.”
“Yes sir.”

Ron, who had been sitting quietly, stood up and responded.

Cale turned to look at the two men who were waiting for him to speak.
He caressed an empty bottle as he looked out the window to watch the setting sun.
He could see Freesia on the bridge sending him a signal underneath the sky that looked as if it was burning.

The merchant guild had been from the Empire, just as Cale had expected.

Screeeech.

Cale stood up and started to speak.

“I will be using the shield today.”
“Excuse me? Why all of a sudden?”

‘Is he drunk?’
Vice Captain Hilsman thought Cale was drunk, but Cale smiled as he added on.

“I need to destroy them.”

He was talking about the ten houses.

1.
Ringing the bell to end life is apparently a popular saying in Korean.
I translated it as is because it only makes sense about them building the bell tower when you have the two instances of, ‘bell.’