Trash of the Count's Family Book 2: Chapter 384: The Birth of Evil (1)

Raon's cheeks were noticeably puffed out.

“Raon.”

“…….”

He offered no response.

“…….”

His puffed cheeks only grew fuller.

“…….”

Raon took a deep breath, causing his cheeks to inflate even more, clearly conveying Raon's mood.

“…….”

Beside him, Hong was slumped over, resembling damp paper.

“Wow.”

The Heavenly Demon let out a gasp.

Two distinct emotions were evident on Cale's face as he observed both Hong and Raon.

‘He even ignored the wanderers, but-’

Witnessing these two children in their sulking state stirred feelings of annoyance and urgency within Cale.

‘This guy is in quite a predicament right now.’

Neither the wanderers nor the gods seemed as formidable as the sulking gazes of these two youngsters.

“Haha-”

The Heavenly Demon chuckled.

Then, he perceived that something was amiss.

“…….”

‘What is transpuring?’

What precisely was the current state of affairs?

“…….”

The Heavenly Demon noticed that everyone else—Choi Han, Rosalyn, and even Albert—wore expressions that suggested they found themselves in an awkward position.

All except for him appeared anxious, observing the two sulking children.

‘Huh?’

He couldn't quite grasp it.

The Heavenly Demon couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease.

They were no longer within the inn they had occupied previously.

‘The Dark Pulse.’

The Dark Pulse ranked among the Lan Kingdom's four major forces, a shift from its previous status as one of the five major powers, due to the dissolution of the Cooperative Alliance.

This location was the former inner residence of Pao Seo Tae, the leader of the Dark Pulse.

Cale's group required a discreet place to stay, especially since the Heavenly Demon's presence had become widely known. Pao Seo Tae, who had briefly employed Choi Han as a guard, had generously offered them this residence.

It was precisely for this reason that Cale's group could confidently entrust the children, who were around ten years old, and Rosalyn to this safe haven before proceeding to the palace without concern.

Had they remained at the inn, the spectators who witnessed the wanderers' confrontation with the Heavenly Demon would have undoubtedly converged upon it, placing the youngsters and Rosalyn in a rather precarious situation.

“…….”

Regardless, the sight that greeted them upon their arrival was Raon, whom Rosalyn had contacted in advance.

Cale directed a question toward Raon.

‘Where is Eden Miru?’

This inquiry was the catalyst for Raon's current disposition.

Hong, who trotted out shortly after Raon, also fell silent upon hearing the identical question.

“…Hey.”

Raon opened his mouth at that precise moment.

“Yes. Yes. Please proceed.”

Choi Han responded immediately.

The Heavenly Demon regarded Choi Han with astonishment upon hearing his affectionate tone, but Raon let out a sigh.

“Haaaa.”

Choi Han flinched visibly.

The Heavenly Demon pondered if this was indeed the same individual who had previously interrogated So Hee.

‘You needn't trouble yourself with the prospect of death.’

‘But do not dare to suggest you wish to die.’

‘That is no longer a decision within your purview.’

The very person who had uttered such harsh words to So Hee was now exhibiting such palpable anxiety.

“Follow me for the time being.”

Flap, flap-

Raon turned and slowly beat his wings as he guided Cale's group further inside.

“…….”

Choi Han trailed behind Raon with a somewhat dejected air, his steps slow.

“Ho-”

The Heavenly Demon, finding it hard to believe, followed Cale for the moment.

He then initiated a sound transmission.

– It seems that egg shows no signs of hatching anytime soon, does it?

Eden Miru, the Dragon half-blood.

The Heavenly Demon had witnessed his final moments.

The brilliant radiance that erupted, entwined with Dragon Lord Neo…

‘It was truly extraordinary.’

Upon observing Eden Miru prolonging his existence as an egg within this game world, the Heavenly Demon had been filled with anticipation.

He was intensely curious about the potential strength Eden Miru might possess.

“…….”

The Heavenly Demon met Cale's gaze, noting Cale's lack of reaction to his sound transmission, before diverting his attention elsewhere.

Cale remained unperturbed even as he sensed the Heavenly Demon shifting his focus.

He discerned something from the comportment of Raon and Hong.

‘Something must have arisen.’

Raon and Hong would not be exhibiting such behavior merely because Eden Miru had yet to hatch.

He was convinced a significant event had transpired.

However, he also understood that the issue was not one of extreme urgency, given that no emergency communication had been sent to Cale at the palace.

‘What could have occurred?’

The Dragon half-blood.

‘Something must have happened to that individual, surely?’

To be completely honest, Cale harbored a certain apprehension.

Eden Miru had originally been a living being existing outside the confines of the game.

Yet, he was now embarking on a new existence as an egg within this game world.

While New World mimicked reality, it remained, after all, a form of Virtual Reality.

Perhaps this alteration in environment had precipitated certain complications for Eden Miru?

‘Mm.’

Though Cale maintained a stoic facade, his mind was in considerable turmoil.

His decision held the most significant weight in transforming the Dragon half-blood in this manner.

Flaaaaap-

Raon ceased his languid wing beats and addressed the area beyond the door.

“I have brought our human.”

“Alright. You may enter.”

He heard On's voice.

‘Hmm?

Her tone sounds so relaxed?’

Cale noted that On's voice was exactly as it always was, and his eyes clouded over slightly.

On's inner sentiments were typically difficult to decipher due to her mature demeanor, akin to an adult; however, she possessed a distinctive manner of speaking when distressed.

A tone surfaced despite her pretense of being fine.

Cale's eyes lit up, aware of her subtle quirk.

‘What’s happening? Did they discover some treasure?’

The Heavenly Demon, observing Cale, couldn’t conceal his astonishment.

Chhh.

Hong and Raon opened the door at that precise moment.

“Hmm?”

Alberu tilted his head.

“?”

Choi Han's expression mirrored the confusion.

“…What in the world? It looks exactly the same?”

The Heavenly Demon's casual voice permeated the room.

The egg, swathed in a floral-patterned cloth, rested upon an exceptionally opulent cushion and blanket.

Visually, the egg appeared unchanged.

This was the source of Choi Han and Alberu’s bewilderment.

On the surface, no issues were apparent.

It was precisely then.

“The issue is precisely that it *is* the same.”

Rosalyn reacted to Cale’s nonchalant remark.

“…What was the recovery rate when we last observed it?”

Cale responded to her query.

“Eighty percent.”

Once the egg reached this stage, Cale had entrusted it to the children, who were around ten years old, and proceeded with other tasks.

‘I intended to return to the Seventh Evil once it reached ninety-five percent.’

Cale consulted Eden Miru's status window.

[Eden Miru]

[Status: Awaiting Hatching. (Recovery Rate: 80%)]

[Title: Half Human, Half Dragon, Wielder of Light and Time]

Eden Miru’s recovery rate had progressed remarkably swiftly thus far.

‘So why is there no change now?’

“…Human, I’m uncertain as to the reason for this situation.”

“…Whimper.”

As Raon and Hong's gazes drooped…

“I am also unsure.”

On replied calmly, yet Cale discerned that the corners of On’s eyes had subtly descended.

The very fact that On's eyes angled downwards indicated significant concern.

“That is not the primary concern.”

Cale’s voice was even more casual than usual as he approached the egg.

“To be perfectly honest, the recovery rate accelerated too rapidly until this point.”

"That is indeed true. It entered an egg state with its soul nearly obliterated. It was a miracle that the recovery rate increased so swiftly."

Rosalyn quickly chimed in, playing along.

“Perhaps all development proceeds more slowly in the final stages, as progress becomes more challenging the further one advances.”

Alberu added his own thoughts.

“……”

Choi Han remained silent, merely walking steadily to Cale’s side.

All the adults, excluding the Heavenly Demon, knelt near the blanket upon which Eden Miru's egg lay.

“Human, but it’s not even making a sound anymore!”

Eden Miru.

An egg graced with an intricate and mystical pattern in hues of black, white gold, and purple.

That egg was now utterly silent.

“That is understandable.”

Cale commented nonchalantly before gently stroking the heads of On, Hong, and Raon. His firm pats caused the gazes of the children, approximately ten years of age, to slowly lift.

“It must be sleeping.”

The ears of the children, around ten years old, perked up with interest at Cale's suggestion.

“Yes. My dongsaeng is correct. It will require considerable strength to break through the shell. It is likely resting in preparation.”

“Precisely. The recovery rate has merely paused temporarily. It has not declined, so there should be no issues.”

Alberu and Rosalyn adeptly continued the pretense.

– Cale. Isn't it a significant problem if it stops?

– Young Master Cale, shouldn't we immediately proceed to the Seventh Evil to consult the Heinous Dark Bear? The cessation of recovery, which had been progressing smoothly, signifies the occurrence of an unforeseen variable.

However, both were employing magic to convey urgent messages directly into Cale's mind.

‘These adults!’

Cale nearly frowned but restrained himself.

“Huuuuuu.”

He simply let out a sigh.

He extended his hand.

“Hey.”

His hand moved towards the egg, still enveloped in its floral-patterned swaddle.

As he did so, he pondered internally.

‘Do I really need to go to the Seventh Evil?’

Should he seek counsel from the Dark Bear?

‘Or perhaps Sheritt-nim?’

Maybe he should inquire with Eruhaben-nim or the Dragons?

How does a Dragon egg actually hatch?

“Eden Miru. What’s going on with you?”

Shh.

The instant Cale’s hand made contact with the egg…

Paaaat!

A radiant light, a fusion of black, white gold, and purple, erupted forth.

“H, Human!”

[Status: Awaiting Hatching. (Recovery Rate: 80%)]

Yes, it was at eighty percent, but…

[Status: Awaiting Hatching. (Recovery Rate: 82%)]

[Status: Awaiting Hatching. (Recovery Rate: 85%)]

Eighty-nine percent.

Ninety-two percent.

“The recovery rate is skyrocketing, nya!”

“Our Human just touched it and the recovery rate is soaring!”

“I believe it's about to hatch soon, nya!”

The children, averaging ten years of age, erupted in excited chatter.

“… Haha-”

Choi Han let out an awkward chuckle.

“Pfft.”

Alberu snickered, as if a realization had dawned upon him.

The Heavenly Demon and Rosalyn observed Cale with expressions brimming with amusement.

And Cale-

Riiiiing~

A ringing sound echoed in his ear.

“……”

[An Event Quest has appeared!]

An event notification materialized for Cale.

This was a rare and precious quest, obtainable by only a select few users in the New World.

Indeed, it was precisely this kind of event quest.

“… This damn game.”

Recovery rate: ninety-four percent.

The number climbed with alarming speed, and words appeared before Cale’s eyes.

[Event Quest: ‘The Genesis of a New Evil’]

[The future sovereign of the Seventh Evil is on the verge of hatching.]

[The advent of a legend that will be embraced by all of the Seventh Evil!]

[Every legendary tale begins with an extraordinary origin story!]

[Now, let us craft a legend from its very beginning!]

“…Hold on a second.”

Cale spoke through clenched teeth.

“Were you simply waiting for me because you couldn’t assign the quest to the children?”

Eden Miru might not have created the quest himself, but he should have been aware of its existence. At least, that’s how Cale felt with a strong sense of certainty.

Clack.

Eden Miru offered a response.

“Human! Clack, Eden Miru clacked!”

“Wow! He’s finally moving, nya!”

“I believe he’s close to hatching, nya!”

‘…Damn it.’

The instant Cale shut his eyes tight…

“Recovery rate is at 95%!”

His eyes flew open at Raon’s cheerful announcement. 95%—that was precisely the condition Cale had intended to return to the Seventh Evil at. “Human, let’s head to the Seventh Evil right now! We must hurry!”

Ooooooooong-

Raon urgently initiated the casting of a teleportation magic circle. His excitement caused his wings to flap relentlessly, much like the blades of a helicopter.

“…….”

Cale simply gazed up at the sky. The Quest window mirrored his gaze.

[The emergence of the Seventh Evil’s new leader is slated to be announced across the entire game system.]

[Please forge a narrative for the birth of this monumental evil, one that will instill fear in every being within the Seventh Evil!]

[* The story’s quality will be assessed against the established legends.]

[* The progression of this event will be showcased through the foundation of a hyper-advanced system.]

[* Upon the event’s progression reaching 100%, the Seventh Evil’s leader will be born.]

[* The reward will be determined by the completion rate of the event. (Rank F~S)]

“Haaaaaaaaaa-”

He let out an involuntary sigh, commenting aloud, “…To create a birth befitting a legend or a grand tale?”

Numerous legends existed. The births of heroes or villains in these tales were invariably marked by magic or awe-inspiring circumstances. Was he expected to concoct something of that caliber?

“Raon. Has the teleportation magic circle been completed?”

Cale had made up his mind. “Yes! It’s ready, human!”

A grand-scale teleportation magic circle had already been established. Raon had been prepared for this moment.

“Contact the Seventh Evil and inform Sheritt-nim that we are en route.”

“Understood, human!”

Raon sprang into swift action. Rosalyn began to assist Raon, while Alberu approached Cale.

“What exactly is transpiring?”

“I’ve received a quest.”

“And its objective?”

“To create a legendary genesis for an evil entity, ensuring its tale echoes from the Seventh Evil throughout the entirety of the New World.”

“…What?”

Cale paid no mind to Alberu’s bewildered expression and simply sighed. He had no clue why the system had bestowed such a quest upon him. ‘Well, I do have a suspicion.’ Each leader of the Eight Evils likely possessed their own unique origin story. However, Eden Miru did not have one. This was precisely why the system desired him to fabricate one. It also implied that the system was effectively granting Cale complete creative freedom. ‘This means the system is operating in our favor.’ It was highly probable that the AI dispatched by the system, One, had intervened. “A legend-” The corners of Cale’s lips curved upward. “Hey, Eden Miru.” He lifted the swaddled egg, cradling it beside him. “I shall forge you into a truly great and formidable evil.” Clack. Clack. Eden Miru appeared to be urgently conveying something. “The reward ranges from Rank F to S? Haha.” Cale let out a laugh. Clack. Clack. The egg reacted even more intensely, but… Cale gently patted it. “I will ensure you receive at least an S-Rank.” S, the highest tier.

Clack, clack. Hong, who had been observing the egg, tilted his head, commenting, “The egg seems quite nervous, nya!”

Cale merely offered a serene smile, continuing to pat the egg. “He must be anxious, thinking about his imminent birth.”

Clack, clack. Alberu regarded the egg with a touch of pity as Cale addressed Raon and Rosalyn, who were attempting to contact the Dark Bear. “Raon. Request Sheritt-nim to summon that fellow, Clopeh Sekka, as well.” “Understood, human!” Raon responded swiftly, while Rosalyn and the other adults flinched. Cale smiled gently, addressing the adults’ concerned gazes. “That individual understands legends better than anyone. We must summon the expert. Haha-” Cale chuckled, and… Clack, clack. Eden Miru intensely shared its thoughts. [Recovery rate 95.2%] [Birth Ceremony Progression 0%] [Reward rank undetermined] “Haha-” Cale observed the decelerating recovery rate and resolved to go all out. ‘It’s not even my own birth ceremony; it’s for Eden Miru.’ “Birth is an occasion that deserves celebration. I will ensure it is magnificent and grand.” Cale smiled with extreme benevolence as he patted the egg. C, c, cl, ack- The egg faintly conveyed its acquiescence, as if it had surrendered. — Translator's Comments A grand celebration? Party time?!! TCF posting schedule is currently 1 chapter Monday – Wed and 1 chapter Fri – Sun. Join our discord to be notified as soon as the chapter posts!