Trash of the Count's Family Vol 2. Chapter 465: Now, Let Us Begin the Deal (4)

Breathing hard, Cale quickly looked around.

“We are inside the lord’s castle that oversees the city of Telia.”

Aurora answered his question in a polite tone. Her eyes turned away from Cale and met General Mol’s.

“......”

And that was not all.

This was the middle of the lord’s castle garden, and the Demon King’s army was deployed all around them, sending sharp gazes this way.

It must be because of me.

Aurora.

The previous Demon King’s last and only bloodline, and leader of the mediator group.

From the Demon King’s side, Aurora was a rebel and an enemy who absolutely had to be eliminated.

She understood why they were on edge, but right now, they were under a very grave misunderstanding.

Aurora opened her mouth to awaken them from that misunderstanding.

“How amusing.”

However, someone opened his mouth before she could.

The ancient dragon, Eruhaben.

He looked around with an arrogant expression. The irritation and contempt in his eyes were not hidden.

“Such insolent eyes.”

The ancient dragon was extremely on edge right now.

His mood was very poor.

Dragon King.

The third Emperor, who had dared appear as the king of the sea and dragons while saying he handled dragons well, despite not even being a dragon.

Eruhaben had not been able to face him properly, let alone withstand that blue dragon and tidal wave properly.

On top of that, Cale, who had stood firm to block it, was now in very poor condition. He had said he would be fine after some time passed, but even so, Eruhaben was worried he might worsen from here, so everything around him felt sensitive.

“Ha. What did you say? Insolent?”

A demon reacted to the ancient dragon’s words and stepped forward.

THUD!

Holding a huge spear, he appeared to be someone of fairly high rank.

Aurora naturally knew him.

The leader of the Second Army.

He was known as someone with tremendous loyalty to the Demon King.

“Stop.”

However, a hand blocked him.

General Mol did not even spare a glance at the one who had stepped forward.

“Mol. Are you blocking my path right now?”

At the leader of the Second Army’s words, Mol said calmly,

“These people came by the Demon King’s invitation. Who are you to behave like this right now?”

The demon who had stepped forward clicked his tongue at Mol’s chilling gaze.

He looked as if he had missed a good opportunity, and Mol’s gaze turned toward him. Then the demon silently stepped back.

The Demon King.

He could not disobey that order.

Instead, he glared at Aurora and spat out a single remark.

“What a shame, having to watch a sly little rat scurry around the house.”

However, Aurora’s expression did not change in the slightest.

Her face looked as if she had heard nothing at all.

But when Choi Han, who was beside her, furrowed his brow, Eruhaben was about to open his mouth again. Yet the ancient dragon closed it.

Because he saw Cale opening his mouth.

“Hey, Mol.”

To be honest, Cale wanted to rest, was annoyed, was tired, and felt all of that right now.

That was why he asked,

“Do you all have plenty of time?”

Unlike his fever-flushed face, his cold eyes turned toward Mol.

Mol swallowed without realizing it.

He remembered Cale from the day he faced the third Emperor, Dragon King.

When that bastard had beaten the Pope to a pulp, his eyes had looked like that.

A small voice that sounded exhausted and pained spread through the garden.

“You must want to see everyone die.”

Cale turned his head, which had been leaning against the wheelchair, and stared quietly at the leader of the Second Army.

Looking at him, he asked Mol,

“Should we go back?”

Tension settled over Mol’s face in an instant.

If Cale went back, they could not stop gray sickness.

After the Demon King’s side grasped what gray sickness was, they had no choice but to immediately decide to seal the major city. Gray sickness was that terrible a disease.

“......”

Cale quietly looked around.

He looked ill and exhausted, but his eyes alone were clear.

The surroundings went silent, and only then did Cale look at the demon who was the leader of the Second Army again and open his mouth.

“When someone doesn’t understand the situation, has no tact, and doesn’t know his place, that’s what you call insolent.”

Then he moved his gaze to Mol without lingering.

“Guide us.”

The corner of Mol’s mouth slowly rose.

It really is him.

He looked like he was wheezing half to death, but he was indeed the same bastard who had seized the Order of the God of Chaos by the throat and faced the Dragon King that night.

“......”

Mol cast his gaze around.

Then, passing the leader of the Second Army, several demons stepped forward.

They all belonged to the Third Army and were Mol’s direct subordinates.

Though their ability fell short of Mol, their discipline was, without exception, like a sharp blade.

“He is waiting.”

Step.

As Mol began walking, the entire Third Army formed a protective formation around Cale’s group and escorted them.

“......”

Cale watched quietly, then gestured to Ron.

Creak.

Ron pushed the wheelchair Cale was sitting in.

Behind him followed Eruhaben, Choi Han, and Raon, who was invisible.

That was the group accompanying Cale, excluding the injured and those caring for the injured.

Of course, Aurora matched her steps directly behind Cale along with Ron.

From the mediator group, only Aurora had come today.

That guy is here too.

And there was also one unexpected person.

Young Master Jimon, the master of Moraka Castle.

The bastard who had joined hands with the Order of the God of Chaos was here.

With his face utterly stiff, he walked side by side with Choi Han.

General Mol glanced over him once, then resumed walking at the very front.

His gaze turned toward the lord’s castle, and—

Tilt.

When he nodded, a curtain over one window closed.

Like that, Cale’s group entered the lord’s castle of the city of Telia.

“Mm.”

The leader of the Second Army only let out a low hum and watched without doing anything else.

Because Mol and the Third Army’s bearing was not merely serious, but quite solemn.

They were escorting Cale’s group, who were with Aurora, quite sincerely.

They had no choice.

Their lives had been saved.

The sea the Dragon King had created had not been an attack directed at the Demon King’s army, but the Dragon King had not cared whether they died or not.

If General Mol had not given the order to evacuate, they would have been swept away as they were.

And if Cale had not released Mol, many casualties would have occurred without even knowing what was happening.

That was why the Third Army, at least, escorted Cale’s group quite sincerely.

*****

Creak.

Only the sound of footsteps and the wheelchair could be heard in the quiet space.

Cale looked around the terribly silent castle interior and opened his mouth.

“Is this the place?”

A space that should originally have been a large conference room.

A tightly shut door stood before a large hall.

They said the Demon King was beyond that door.

“Yes.”

Mol answered and looked at the person standing before the door.

The first among the eight armies.

The leader of the First Army, the Demon King’s royal guard, looked at Mol and at Cale beyond his shoulder, then nodded.

She gave a look to the royal-guard demons around her.

Soon, the door would open.

“......”

Choi Han silently looked at the First Army royal guards, each one of whom had a sharper presence than any of the other Demon King’s soldiers.

He was still on edge.

Both sides were on edge.

However, no one opened their mouth first.

Creeeeak—

Because the hall’s grand doors were opening.

Mol swallowed and took in the sight.

At that moment, Cale’s indifferent voice came from behind him.

“What about the Wanderers?”

No. This human was about to see the Demon King.

The being who ruled the Demon World, a place comparable to the divine realm and heavenly realm, was beyond the door that was opening right now.

Was this the time for questions to pop out?

Because the question was so calm and ordinary, Mol had no choice but to answer.

“They left yesterday. They said they had to find their targets. They said they would remain in the Demon World.”

The third Emperor, Dragon King, and his group had left the Demon King’s castle.

Their target was probably no longer only Choi Jung Gun.

Cale’s group must be their target as well.

“Oh.”

Cale pulled the corner of his mouth up into a grin.

Creeeeeak—

Mol stepped back.

Beyond the opening door, Cale saw a single table and a single chair in the middle of the vast hall. He looked at the one sitting in that chair and spoke with a grin.

“The Demon King must be very broad-minded. They reduced a castle to ruins and caused whatever mess they pleased in the Demon World, and he just let them leave.”

Shock settled over Mol’s face as he stepped back, but that was none of Cale’s concern.

“......”

“......”

The Demon King and Cale.

The two beings stared at one another.

Creak.

And Ron pushed the wheelchair, moving into the hall.

“!”

However, Ron could not move.

Slide.

The Demon King, who had been sitting with his back leaned against the chair, raised his hand.

Then, even though Ron wanted to go forward, the air pushed him back.

“......”

“......”

Eruhaben and Choi Han’s faces hardened at once.

This one move.

With a single gesture, they could feel just how strong the Demon King was.

The king of the Demon World.

In this world without gods or emperors, the sole being standing above the immense Demon World.

They could truly feel what that meant.

Neither the ancient dragon nor Choi Han could move.

Drip.

A bead of sweat formed on Choi Han’s forehead. Ron’s face turned white.

The ancient dragon stood with a calm face, but in that moment, he clearly realized one thing.

I am weak.

Before the Demon King, the ancient dragon realized that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not defeat him.

He had not felt such a thing even from the third Emperor.

He could understand that the reason the Demon World had endured despite the divine realm and heavenly realm looking down on it was because of that absurdly powerful Demon King before him.

The Demon King alone is already in a state where he needs no military force at all.

The Demon King’s eight blades? The eight armies?

Things like that were not even slightly necessary to the Demon King.

Eruhaben admitted that his judgment of the Demon King had been very wrong.

A king of one nation, an emperor of one empire.

That was not the level meant by the title Demon King.

In the Demon World, they said the Demon King might become a future demon god and followed him accordingly.

If the reason that was possible was this strength, then he could understand.

That bastard was truly god-level in strength.

As no one could open their mouth, and the Demon King looked at them with boredom—

“Haa.”

Cale let out a sigh.

—Human, I think the Demon King is super strong!

He let Raon’s bright voice pass through one ear and opened his mouth.

“This is really tiresome.”

He had felt that the Demon King was strong.

Because he had faced the third Emperor and had also met beings like the God of Chaos and the God of Balance.

The Demon King was a powerhouse who stood shoulder to shoulder with them.

Maybe he is on the level of Chaos or Balance.

The thought came to him that this bastard might be beyond the third Emperor and closer to the level of an ancient god.

Though I don’t know why a bastard like that is being jerked around by the hunters and the Order of the God of Chaos.

That was none of Cale’s concern.

No matter how strong the opponent was, Cale was clearly aware of the most important point.

Back when he had been Kim Rok Soo.

He had not been strong.

Even so, he had rarely been frightened in front of strong people.

Especially in a situation like this, Cale tended to act even more recklessly.

Why?

“Let’s not do useless things.”

Cale tilted his head crookedly to one side and asked the Demon King,

“Should I go home?”

“......!”

The Demon King’s pupils widened slightly.

A smile formed at his lips.

As if he had discovered something extremely interesting.

“!”

“!”

The leader of the First Army and General Mol of the Third Army were startled by that appearance from the Demon King, and at the same time, they were startled again by Cale’s crooked attitude.

In addition, the tension that had been wrapped around Cale’s group rapidly disappeared.

Cale looked calm, crooked, and utterly like a delinquent.

—Human, it’s been a while since you looked like that!

Raon spoke in a voice that had turned a little brighter, but whether he did or not, Cale looked at the Demon King with a gaze that could be called quite irreverent.

What?

What are you going to do if you look at me like that?

He also really disliked the Demon King’s smug, relaxed smile that made him look impressive.

Demon King bastard.

Cale did not like the Demon King very much.

Leaving aside the matter with Count Lupe, the Demon King’s army had attacked a village and sent those demons to the Transparent Blood hunter family as test subjects.

Their bodies died, and their souls lived on in New World as NPCs with their memories gone.

The bastard who was supposedly the king ruling the Demon World had done that, and Cale clearly remembered it.

Would a rotten bastard like that even blink at gray sickness?

Who knew.

A bastard like this did not seem to care much whether demons died or not.

That’s why I brought Aurora and Young Master Jimon.

However, the Demon King’s army had carried out that village attack in secret.

Because the moment that matter became known, the Demon King would lose his authority, justification, and support all at once.

Gray sickness is the same.

Gray sickness could not be hidden. If left alone, it would spread through the entire Demon World, and the demons’ attention would focus there.

And Aurora and Young Master Jimon, who knew quite well the circumstances before and after it, were here.

Even if they lost their lives here, their hands and feet were spread throughout the Demon World.

Would the Demon King miss that?

The Demon King was a bastard who had no interest in demons’ lives, but he was a bastard who did care about his own position.

So he can’t throw me away.

So what if he was strong?

When a bastard had something dirty behind him, and you held that weakness in your hand—

No matter how strong he is, there is no reason to be afraid.

Unlike with the God of Chaos and the Five Colored Blood hunters, Cale stepped forward even more confidently without worrying about his life.

“For reference, you heard from General Mol, didn’t you?”

He pointed to himself.

Flushed with fever and breathing hard, he spoke boldly.

“If I die, the entire Demon World will be covered in gray sickness.”

Cale asked once more.

“Should I go home?”

“......”

The Demon King said nothing, but his hand slowly lowered.

Cale spoke to Ron.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, young master.”

Creak.

The wheelchair entered the enormous hall.

Inside the hall were demons who appeared to be the Demon King’s strategists and guards.

They were all standing behind the Demon King, who sat in the center.

Creak.

Cale’s wheelchair stopped.

The Demon King sat in a chair.

There was a table before him.

Cale stopped in front of that table.

Sitting in the wheelchair, leaning against it, he spoke to the Demon King.

“What kind of manners are these, inviting a guest and not even preparing one chair?”

Instead of wasting time on this pathetic series of power plays, Cale threw out the main point.

“Gray sickness can be resolved only by me.”

Of course, Cale intended to purify gray sickness.

No matter how the Demon King acted.

But he did not reveal that to the other side.

With a bastard like the Demon King, it was better for Cale to appear like someone similar to him.

Now, then—

They had met under the pretext of a deal.

But in this situation, the only one holding everything was Cale.

If the Demon King wanted to receive a share of what Cale held—

“Make an offer.”

Demon King.

“What can you give me?”

What can you give me?

Cale’s indifferent eyes looked at the Demon King.

As if observing him.

It was the first gaze the Demon King had ever experienced in his life.