Trash of the Count’s Family – Chapter 362- No, Then Whatever (4)
“Hey, crown prince! Why’d you stop smiling? Raon Miru the great and mighty will learn that smile as well! Then I will show it to the White Star!” Raon twitched Continue Reading →
“Hey, crown prince! Why’d you stop smiling? Raon Miru the great and mighty will learn that smile as well! Then I will show it to the White Star!” Raon twitched Continue Reading →
Silence filled the library. None of them could easily start to speak. One thousand years. Just thinking about the flow of events for that long period of time was giving Continue Reading →
Ron turned his head. He could see the rest of the group laying down on the ground. Beacrox, Choi Han, and the children averaging nine-years-old looked especially tired. Only Eruhaben Continue Reading →
“…You’re going to go through all of these?” The Mercenary King urgently chased behind Cale, who was heading toward the center of the area that was full of thousands of Continue Reading →
“…The Directory?” “Yes.” Bud smiled brightly at Cale’s short answer. “Then let’s sneak over to the Mercenaries Guild!” Cale observed the smiling Bud and pointed out his choice of words. Continue Reading →
Ancient Dragon Eruhaben who was heading toward Cale with a smile flinched after seeing Cale’s expression. Cale didn’t care as he reached his hand out toward Eruhaben. “…What do you Continue Reading →
“Eruhaben-nim.” It has been two days since Cale woke up. Cale called out the ancient Dragon’s name once again. “The ancient artifact-” “Shut up.” Eruhaben ignored Cale. “No, really-” “Human, Continue Reading →
“You can lay him down here.” Bud pointed to a bed and Choi Han put the person who was on his back down. Ron Molan quickly fixed up the person Continue Reading →
However, an expression slowly started to appear on Cale’s face, although he didn’t know what kind of expression he should have toward Raon, On, and Hong who were flying extremely Continue Reading →
Drip. Drip. Black liquid continued to drip from the temple’s ceiling. Crackle. Crackle. On the other hand, thunderbolts were slowly gathering and getting stronger on top of Cale’s hand. – Continue Reading →
