TRASH OF THE COUNT'S FAMILY

Book 2: Chapter 268: Do you really think you are capable of doing that with your abilities? (3)

<Do you really think you are capable of doing that with your abilities? (3)>

The Pope turned toward the First Bishop.

She looked at him as she spoke.

“Could you please do it? Please prepare the things Cale-nim has asked for.”

“Yes, your Holiness.”

The First Bishop didn't seem too pleased but still bowed his head at her request.

Cale watched before flinching.

‘Hmm?’

He made eye contact with the First Bishop.

– I will trust Hons’ comment about how you will stop the Pope’s destruction.

The First Bishop was speaking into Cale’s mind.

‘Hoooo.’

Cale could feel that there were a lot of bishops under the Pope who did not want this destruction.

He heard the Pope's voice at that moment.

“Ah.”

The First Bishop stopped moving. He turned around as Pope Casillia added on.

“I will prepare the information regarding the Dragon Lord.”

“I understand, your Holiness.”

The First Bishop left and the Pope watched him leave for a while before smiling at Cale.

“I am the Dragon half-blood who has the blood of the Dragon Lord.”

She said it very nonchalantly. The Pope was waiting for Cale’s reaction.

“I see.”

Cale casually answered, as if he was staring at floating water.

Crunch crunch.

The only thing that could be heard were the children averaging ten-years-old tasting the cookies that the Pope had prepared.

Chhh-

There was also the sound of tea being poured into Cale’s teacup.

Cale looked at Clopeh, who was holding the kettle.

"With Mr. Ron not here, I need to follow in his footsteps.”

‘Fuck.’

Cale turned his head after seeing something he didn’t want to see.

He preferred the vicious Ron who would have that fake benign smile on his face. Clopeh's smile was truly leery.

Cale then felt something weird and turned his head.

‘Hmm?’

Raon's face looked extremely chaotic as he stopped eating the cookie and seemed to have frozen in his spot. On and Hong were looking at Raon, trying to figure out what happened.

“What is it?”

Raon looked extremely flustered at Cale’s question as he looked back and forth at the Pope and Cale.

– Human, human! T, the Pope is the Dragon Lord's child? In that case, umm, is this really okay?

‘Aha.’

Cale figured out why Raon was so flustered.

‘This kid is so good and pure despite everything he’s been through.

What to do with this little guy…

Now that I think about it, it is highly likely that Raon sees the existence of a parent extremely positively.’

Although they met very late, former Lord Sheritt… And Eruhaben, who was like a grandfather…

Furthermore, Raon had seen Cale's parents as well to see many positive parent-child relationships.

‘…On and Hong are calm.’

On the other hand, On and Hong had faced scorn and loathing from other Cats who were like family to them.

That was the reason On's gaze had sunk very deeply since earlier while looking at the Dragon half-blood.

‘They are still young.’

Their youth probably meant that they were using their own experiences to base their opinions.

As Cale had these thoughts in his mind…

Raon had spoken to someone else as well.

– Hey Dragon half-blood Pope! U, umm, is this okay? Is it okay for you to give that information to us?

Raon knew quite a bit more than Cale was worried about.

However, Raon had no choice but to ask.

‘He’s regretting it.’

The Dragon half-blood back at the Black Castle…

Raon was sensing that guy's regret better than anybody else. The Dragon half-blood could not look at Raon properly.

Raon naturally learned the reason despite not learning it.

He was worried about the Pope in front of him for the same reason. Of course, he was a bit worried about Hons as well. Ryan was Hons’ father.

‘I do not have a father.’

Hons’ firm response to Cale's question on their way here made Raon quite relieved. But that was also the moment he started to really think about this issue.

Which was why Raon couldn’t help but ask.

– Is it really okay?

Pope Casillia was smart.

‘Ha.’

What Cale Henituse had requested… Followed by the information she had revealed…

The young Dragon asking if it was okay after that…

She felt as if she knew what he was worried about.

‘How arrogant.’

This young Dragon was indeed a Dragon.

He used that arrogance to prematurely make a judgment about her situation.

‘Yes, there are a lot of Dragons who care so much about their children.’

He was probably using his experience of growing up with loving parents to think that she had the same situation.

The Pope was gently smiling but her gaze had coldly sunk.

It was at that moment. She could hear the hesitant and wary voice.

– I'm sorry if I'm being meddlesome! But our Dragon half-blood tried to kill me and our human and then seemed to regret a lot of things after learning about my mom and I. I only said it because I was worried about that!

‘What?’

The smile disappeared from the Pope's face.

Casillia slowly tried to figure out the meaning behind the young Dragon’s cautious words.

‘So that Dragon half-blood he wanted to give the last name of ‘Miru’ to earlier shares their blood? But that Dragon half-blood tried to kill him? Yet that guy regrets that?

Ha.

What is this messy situation?’

Wasn’t his situation even messier than Pope Casillia's situation?

‘Yet he still wants to give that Dragon half-blood, who has tried to kill him, the same last name?’

The Pope subconsciously looked at Raon.

‘Is this young Dragon’s brain crazy after growing up with so much love?

Does he see the world as extremely pure and bright?

How can he act like this if he doesn't?’

– Umm, are you angry? I'm sorry!

Raon continued to ramble.

– I'm usually not so nosy and meddlesome! But, I know from having suffered myself!

‘Suffered?

Such a happy looking Dragon has suffered?’

– Just like me, our Dragon half-blood lived in confinement. After hearing that he did not receive the proper respect that any living creature should have received… Both the Dragon half-blood and I met our family late in our lives. That was why, I subconsciously!

‘…Lived in imprisonment?

Met late in their lives?

Met who? Their family?’

The Pope's gaze slowly turned even odder.

– Anyway, I'm sorry! Pope, I'm sorry for talking nonsense without knowing the life you've lived!

She then realized something.

Had there ever been a Dragon who apologized to her like this?

Had there been a Dragon that worried about the Dragon half-bloods?

As Casillia continued to look at Raon with a slightly blank gaze…

Raon, who had been subjected to her gaze this whole time, seemed to not know what to do before he used magic to send another message.

– Uhh, and to be honest with you, I interjected because Hons and the First Bishop looked sad when you said that you would hand over the information about the Dragon Lord.

‘Ah.’

The Pope's mouth opened.

– Aren’t they your family too? Right? The way you guys look at each other is the same as how our family looks at each other! Trust me, I know! Whenever I try to cause an issue, our human, Choi Han, Ron, and my noona look at me like that!

The Pope’s mouth opened.

“Ha, haha-”

She started to laugh.

The Pope had thought that the fate of this continent would be decided in this meeting today.

Align with Cale Henituse's side and fight against the Purple Bloods. In other words, fight against the Dragons.

She didn’t know which side would end up winning.

Honestly speaking, it didn’t matter who won.

She was planning on ruining this continent in the process.

That was the reason she planned on aligning with Cale Henituse's side despite knowing that Third bishop Hons dragged Cale Henituse here to stop her.

– In my Dragon life of seven years! I know that kind of gaze very well!

The young Dragon was speaking slightly excitedly at Casillia's laughter.

‘Seven years.

He’s very young.

…Mother.’

When she was that age, Casillia's human mother had been alive.

‘Ah

Yeah, my only parent is my mother.’

She suddenly recalled what her mother had said to her.

Casillia closed her eyes. A faint memory started to fill her mind.

An existence born between a human and a Dragon…

‘My child.’

She recalled what her mother had said.

‘Let’s live a long and happy life. You got that?’

Although it happened when she was young, both she and her mother knew the truth.

They knew that Dragon half-bloods did not live as long as Dragons.

Furthermore, they knew that her body would be in pain the stronger the Dragon blood inside her got.

Nonetheless, her mother always talked to Casillia about living happily. Living a long life.

Why was she suddenly thinking about those words?

‘I am currently dying.’

She had been used by the Dragon Lord and the Dragons and was now dying without being accepted by them.

Why was it that she was only now hearing her mother’s voice?

Casillia raised her hand to touch her face.

Face.

This was the one thing that resembled her mother.

Casillia closed her eyes as she used her shaky hand to touch her face.

Eyes, nose, mouth-

“Cough-!”

Casillia's body jerked.

“Your Holiness!”

She heard Hons’ urgent voice.

Hons always acted gruff and stoic. This did not fit his usual demeanor.

Casillia could feel Hons’ hand on her shoulder.

And-

“Hey Pope! Are you okay?”

She opened her eyes to see that the young Dragon had moved right up to her with a napkin in his hand.

Her hand and mouth were full of the blood she had coughed up.

Her dying body reacted like this every so often as it was unable to handle the Dragon blood.

All of the Bishops, the Dragon half-bloods, were following with her wishes because they knew of her situation. Of course, some of them simply shared her desire to destroy this world.

But most of them were doing it for her and themselves, who would die similarly in the future.

‘This body has already contributed to destroying this world.’

Because she had lived with countless blood on her hands…

If she was going to be a villain, shouldn't she die as an even greater villain?

Dying as a good person…

Living as a good person…

Being forgiven of her sins…

Casillia didn't expect any of that.

Casillia was not good. In fact, she was the evilest of the evils. Even in her dying moments, rather than regretting her past crimes, she only considered her own pain and grudges. She wanted to start this war to relieve herself of all of that.

“…….”

Casillia silently took the napkin the black Dragon offered her.

Hons’ eyes opened wide. But the Pope pretended not to notice as she used the napkin to wipe the blood from her mouth and her hand.

“You need this when you are in pain!”

Raon pulled an apple pie out of his spatial dimension, put it on a plate, and offered it to the Pope.

The Pope blankly stared at it before speaking.

“My body is not doing well.”

Her voice was the same as usual.

“We all seem to have the same goal so we can slowly discuss our plans.”

"That is true.”

Cale looked back and forth at Raon and Cale before nodding his head.

‘Raon must have done something.’

He was sure of it.

But he decided not to care about it for now.

Allying with the Pope.

He had achieved his goal.

“I heard that you are planning on taking down Ryan’s castle?”

Cale nodded his head and looked at Hons. Hons had Ryan’s blood.

Hons nodded his head.

“He's even worse trash than I am and he has gone crazy with greed.”

Cale responded after hearing that.

“After fighting Ryan, I plan on fighting against the Third Star Dragon.”

He was told that a path to the World Tree was there.

“After that, we will fight against the Dragon Lord.”

The Pope stood up.

Hons supported her.

“It would be better to take care of as many of the Dragon Lord's subordinates before his return.”

The voice was cold yet gentle.

“We will hold down the Inquisitors. They will not bother you until you fight against the Third Dragon.”

“That’s great.”

“Please let me know If you need any more helpers. I will dispatch the Bishops.”

“Yes, your Holiness.”

The Pope left after the first course of action was settled.

“I can go on my own.”

Cale watched her leave with Hons’ support. Cale only got up after seeing her enter the temple building with her bedroom.

“I will escort you to the entrance.”

Hons took over as the guide. Raon opened his mouth at that moment.

“Hmm?”

He remembered something he had forgotten about because he was focused on Cale and the Pope's conversation.

“The apple pie disappeared!”

The apple pie he had placed on a plate… That had suddenly disappeared.

“I didn't even see the Pope eat it!”

As Raon's eyes opened wide…

Cale nonchalantly commented.

“It suddenly disappeared when the Pope left.”

Magic use that was so stealthy that even Raon didn’t notice it…

"Someone seemed to have placed it in their spatial dimension.”

Cale didn't need to say who that person was.

“Really?”

As Raon was about to react…

Something happened to take Raon’s attention away.

Piiiiiiiiii-

Raon took out the video communication device.

“Human! We got a call!”

There was only one reason Raon would react like this.

Cale stopped walking and turned his head.

“It's Sui Khan!”

Team leader Sui Khan…

The group that had gone to look for Choi Jung Gun had finally called.

BEEEEEEEEEP—

"This means it is an emergency!”

The video communication device was blinking red.

It was the signal sent in a dangerous situation.

The God of Chaos.

The team leader and the others had gone to that god's temple to find Choi Jung Gun.

“Connect it.”

Cale’s face stiffened up.

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