Trash of the Count's Family (1-200)

Chapter 89 - I Suppose It Is A Gift (2)

Cale and Alberu both just quietly observed each other.

"And?"

The crown prince's response at the end of that silence was pretty confident. His face was not shaking at all. Cale shrugged his shoulders.

"Just that I can give this to you, but not for free."

Alberu couldn't believe Cale had nothing else to say after giving him such a strong blow.

"Ha, haha-"

Alberu started to laugh. It made Cale wonder what would have happened if there wasn't soundproof magic in the office. Either that, or what would have happened if he hadn't sent the servants and his subordinates out.

The atmosphere turned chilly in the room.

"I was planning on putting you to work. I shouldn't have told you to come."

Alberu was tired of that mug on Cale's face that was as relaxed as usual. His gaze headed toward the bottle with the black liquid.

Mother.

The weight of that word pierced into Alberu's heart.

Cale did not say anything else and just sat there observing the crown prince, who was staring at the bottle.

Dark Elf.

They were creatures of the dark that were chastised by the people of the continent because of their affinity to darkness. The base of their power was the dead mana flowing out of the dead.

In the past, Dark Elves tended to be found near graves or villages that were destroyed by illnesses.

That was why people hated Dark Elves, even though the Dark Elves never harmed people nor desecrated corpses.

This led to the Dark Elves living in hiding. They were hiding even better than the Elves.

Alberu moved his gaze from the glass bottle and looked toward Cale. Cale just smiled back at him.

"And you'll keep your mouth shut?"
"Of course."
"But not for free?"
"Naturally."

Alberu spoke his honest feelings.

"You sly bastard."
"Why thank you."

Alberu hated how Cale didn't even flinch at what he said. At the same time, he was relieved as well. Cale had come directly to him instead of going to the favored third prince or the second prince who were aiming for his position.

It meant that Cale wanted to make a deal with him.

That was why he was relieved. It was because Cale was similar to him.
However, he did have a question.

"Are you really not one of us?"

How could Cale know his identity if he was not a Dark Elf as well? Alberu could not figure this out.
The only people who knew his identity were his mother's siblings. They had helped him so that his father, the king, would not find out his mother's identity.
They were all on Alberu's side.

Cale pointed to the glass bottle and answered Alberu's question.

"I will die if I drink that."

Dead mana was like an extremely deadly poison for humans.

– Do not worry, human. This mighty dragon will save you no matter what.

Cale just ignored Raon as usual and pushed the glass bottle toward Alberu.

"Don't you need it?"

Alberu came clean with it.

"Of course, it is good if I have it. It will make me stronger. It is clean as well. There are no traces of poison."
"Of course. It is a very precious item."