Trash of the Count’s Family

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Cale casually responded to Ron’s obvious question as he observed Beacrox.

Ron was talented in using his dagger for assassination.
His son Beacrox was the opposite as he used a greatsword.

The son had created his own path using the knowledge passed down from his father.

He was someone who fought silently even while wielding a greatsword.
Beacrox’s sword style was as spotless and clean as his outfit.
His style was fancier than most knights.

It was as if he was beautifully decorating food.
He attacked as if he knew the places on the human body that would hurt the most.
Beacrox’s sword style was a combination of all of those.

Baaaaang!

Another loud noise could be heard.
Cale could see the axe flying away as Beacrox’s palm headed for the bandit leader’s back.

Pow!

“That’s two.”
“Ugh!”

The bandit leader fell forward after being hit in the back.
Anger and intense pain were evident in his gaze.
He felt weak.
He was too weak.
That was why he recalled what he had done as a young gladiator in order to survive.
He grabbed a handful of dirt before his body hit the ground.

It didn ’t matter if it was unfair.
It was his way of survival.

His body twisted before it hit the ground.
The bandit leader made eye contact with Beacrox and his hand started to move.
He heard the red-haired man ’s voice as he did that.

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“Huh?”

He sounded shocked.
The bandit leader started to smile.

‘Yes, I need to at least do this to deserve the title of Indomitable Ruler!’

The dirt in his hand was flung toward Beacrox ’s eyes.
He felt as if he needed to do this to feel better.
The dirt was thrown into the air as the bandit leader’s body hit the ground.

Boom.

He fell with a loud noise, however, the bandit leader laughed on the ground as he looked toward Beacrox who was covered in dirt.
The originally spotless noble-like man seemed extremely shabby like himself now.
He heard the red-haired man’s voice once more at that moment.

“…I feel sorry for him.”

‘What?’
It was the moment the bandit leader felt something was off.

“Do you wish to die?”

The dirt-covered Beacrox’s vicious eyes glared toward the bandit leader.

“W, what?!”

The bandit leader felt his body turn stiff after seeing the new vicious look in Beacrox’s eyes.
The large sword pierced the ground next to him.

Puuk.
The greatsword was stabbed deep into the ground as Beacrox’s angry eyes continued to stare at the bandit leader.
Beacrox took off his white gloves.

Plop.
Plop.
The white gloves were flung to the ground.
Beacrox then started to speak to the bandit leader who was looking at him.

“I will not kill you or make you bleed.
I will not even torture you.”

‘What? Torture?’
Beacrox lifted up a finger as the bandit leader looked back at him with shock.

One.
It could mean the one hit that he still had left, however, Beacrox meant something else.

“One hundred hits.
Just endure one hundred more hits.”
Cale listened to Beacrox’s voice as he turned his gaze to a faraway mountain.
Pow, pow, pow!
The pounding noise sounded like background music that surprisingly went well with the beautiful mountain Cale was looking at.

“Ahhh! Please! Stop! I ’m so- ugh!”

Cale could hear the bandit leader’s scream as well as the mumblings of the bandit who was standing next to him.

“See, this is why you should have listened to me.
You know nothing.”

Cale patted the bandit on the shoulder.
The bandit ’s face went from pale to blue, however, Cale did not pay much attention to it as he looked toward the wooden fence.
The other bandits flinched at his gaze before holding onto the ledge or their weapons.
He could see fear and despair in their eyes.

However, the bandits quietly opened the door for them after seeing their leader receiver over 50 hits.

Cale soon became the owner of the best house in the area, the bandit leader’s house, as well as the expensive leather seat inside.

“Hey.”
“Yes sir!”

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The bandit leader who sported two black eyes bowed respectfully as he responded to Cale.
Multiple spots on his face were blue from being hit.
However, there were no scratches, blood, or even broken bones.

Cale took a bite of fruit that one of the sculpting bandits had brought over as he continued to speak.

“You guys are in control of Mount Leeb?”
“Yessiry!”
“Speak properly.”
“Yes sir! Hang-nim!” [1]
“Why am I your hyung?”
“I ’m sorry! Bandit leader-nim!”

‘Aigoo, why am I the bandit leader?’
Cale was in disbelief but just let it go because it was annoying.

“There is something for all of you to do starting today.”

The bandit leader gulped as he looked at Cale.
However, Cale was looking at someone else.
The former bandit leader turned his head to look at the person as well.

It was an old man with a benign smile on his face.
He seemed fit for an old man, however, he gave off the aura of a scholar with a dagger by his side.
Beacrox and Hannah both gave off the aura of a strong person right away.
However, this old man did not seem strong at all.

‘Is he a strategist or something? What is up with this weak old man?’

The former bandit leader had a blank expression on his face when Cale started to speak.

“He is our Beacrox ’s father.”
“Father-nim! Nice to meet you!”

The bandit leader smiled brightly as he respectfully greeted Ron.
Cale ’s calm voice continued to speak as he did that.

“I heard there is an organization that has taken control of the Eastern continent’s underworld.”
“Y, yes?”

Although they lived in the mountains, they needed to be knowledgeable about the underworld to sell their stolen goods.
The Eastern continent’s underworld had been shaken up because of an organization for approximately the last ten years or so.
Everybody was busy protecting themselves after realizing there was a new power in control.
However, the underworld was something that existed in the shadows, so trade continued to flow quite freely.

Even if a single organization took control of it, it was hard to say it was completely unified.
The underworld was such a place.

“You are called the Indomitable Ruler?”
“Yes sir?”

His intuition as the former bandit leader and an experienced slave gladiator was telling him something.
‘I have a bad feeling about this.’
He could see Cale smiling brightly as he had that thought.

“W, why do you ask sir?”

The bandit leader could see Cale ’s smile as he responded back.

“You will be one of the underworld’s rulers starting today.”
“···Excuse me?”
“And this is the person who will be your boss.”

The former bandit leader could see the cold gaze in Ron ’s eyes.

Ron Molan.
The last head of the Molan household, one of the top five assassin households in the Eastern continent that was destroyed by Arm.

Cale had brought him back to the Eastern continent.

1.
Imagine the bandit leader speaking with a twang as he mispronounces hyung-nim and says hang-nim.