Trash of the Count’s Family Vol 1

Chapter 490: Do you hear a dog barking somewhere? 2“Mmph, mmph!”

Bud was shaking his body from side to side and flailing around.

However, Cale who was shaking hands with Jopis did not pay him even a glance.

“Tsk.”

Ron was also clicking his tongue and not looking toward Bud at all.

Bud looked toward Choi Han who was standing behind Ron with desperation after seeing even Ron ignoring him.

“Mmph, mmph!”

Smile.

Bud could see the innocent smile that appeared on Choi Han’s face. Choi Han slightly nodded with his head before walking past Bud as if it was nothing. Hey Mercenary King, I’m here too! Your friend said he will wait outside the fence to see if any of the watchdogs show up!

Raon’s bright voice stabbed into Bud’s mind. Hey Mercenary King, I’m glad your f*cking head didn’t get blown up!

Bud did not flail anymore. He just bit down on the gag and lowered his head. He even missed his close friend Glenn’s nagging.

Unfortunately, Raon was the only one paying any attention to the sulking Bud. Human! The Mercenary King seems sullen for some reason.

‘Nobody cares.’

Cale didn’t even look toward Bud before sitting down on a chair Jopis offered.

It was the same old table and chair that he had seen inside the video recording device. Cale and Jopis sat down on the two chairs around the old table.

Ron and Choi Han headed behind Cale without saying anything.

“I can’t have my guests remain standing.”

Jopis pointed at something for the two of them. All three of them could see the bed.

“Lie on it, roll around on it, do a headstand, please use it however you wish.”

‘…She really won’t be easy to handle.’

Cale realized this fact once more as Ron started to smile.

“I do not like the bed, may I do as I wish?”

Jopis looked at Ron for a moment before elegantly nodding her head.

“Of course. The returned owner of the Molden mountain range can naturally do as he pleases.”

Ron and Jopis made eye contact.

Ron naturally knew her identity, and, as mentioned earlier, Jopis was aware of Ron and the return of the Molan household thanks to her dogs.

Jopis met Ron’s gaze with a cold gaze as Ron smiled benignly and started to move.

“Hmm?”

Her eyebrows then twitched.

“I prepared the young master-nim’s favorite tea in advance.”

The old man wearing an assassin’s outfit leisurely took a teapot and teacups out of his spatial pocket bag. Jopis looked around after seeing him taking out the lemon tea.

Nobody had a change in expression except the red-haired man in front of her.

The red-haired man was looking toward Ron with an unhappy expression.

‘This man is the, ‘young master-nim?’ The fact that he can frown like that toward the Molan patriarch… Must mean he really is his master.’

Jopis had observed the Mercenary King’s reaction as soon as this man had appeared earlier. The way he had looked at the red-haired man with desperate eyes had shown Bud’s firm belief that this man would save him.

‘Even if I lack information about the outside, the fact that someone at the Mercenary King’s level trusts him so much and follows him must mean-’

It must mean that the person in front of her was a highly-skilled individual.

Chhhhhhh-

Two cups of tea that the patriarch of the assassin household had boiled were placed in front of Cale and Jopis.

Jopis picked up the fancy teacup that looked like something that would be used by a noble household for the first time in a long while.

“This reminds me of the times I used to drink tea in the palace.”

She then took a sip of tea as she quietly looked at the man in front of her.

Cale made a joke after seeing her observing gaze.

“Can you figure anything out by looking at my face?”

Smile.

The corners of Jopis’s lips went up.

“Sir, you are young.”

She pointed to Cale.

“And I’ve never seen your face before. Who are you?”

The meticulous woman who did not have a single stray hair focused her similarly meticulous gaze on Cale.

Cale barely managed to stop himself from flinching after tasting the lemon tea that was more bitter than he expected as he started to speak.

“I am unable to reveal everything because I am someone who has a lot of things. Princess-nim, I must first figure out whether the information you have is the information I need.”

Cale could not trust Jopis.

“Princess does not seem to be the proper title for a dethroned person like me. Please cut the crap.”

Cale nodded his head and slightly shrugged his shoulders. She looked at him before elegantly continuing to speak.