Trash of the Count's Family (401-600)

Chapter 503 - It works? (4)

Drip. Drip.

Blood was dripping.
Cale whose body was bound by the branches looked out through the gaps in the branches only to see red.

Drip, drip.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses was bleeding, while blood was flowing from Choi Han's cheek as well. Of course, it was not Choi Han's blood.
Forget getting injured, Choi Han looked as clean as someone who had just washed their face a minute ago.

"Ugh. Ugh."

The middle-aged man was shaking as if he was having trouble breathing.
Choi Han was still looking at Cale and smiling innocently.

"...Uhh...mm."

'...This vicious bastard, no, senior.'

Cale awkwardly asked while looking at Choi Han's happy face.

"What happened?"

What could have happened while he had been unconscious?

'Why are the Dark Elves running around excitedly and Raon raising his voice while remaining invisible and destroying the maze walls? ...And why the hell are you covered in blood?'

"I'm not sure."

Cale's heart thumped at the very slow response. He was scared.

"...How long was I out for?"

'Thirty minutes? No. It must have been at least an hour to cause this much chaos.'

He then waited for Choi Han to respond.

"Mm. I think it's been about ten minutes."
"What? Ten minutes? You crazy bastards-!"

Cale could not speak anymore.

'They caused this much chaos in ten minutes? No, that's fine, they did a good job, but...!'

Cale seemed to forget that he was the one who originally turned the maze into a mess as he started to frown.

"It was a very long time."
"Ugh, ugh!"

Choi Han slowly responded as he lowered his hand.

Plop.

The fainted middle-aged shaman weakly fell to the ground.

'...This scary...anyway, vicious punk.'

Cale's face turned pale.
However, Choi Han started to think about the things that happened while looking at the pale Cale.

* * *

The moment the strand of white light had struck down...
The Dark Elves, Elves, assassins, and even the enemies all stopped moving and looked toward the light.

"...Young master Cale-!"

Dark Elf Tasha subconsciously shouted.

She saw a thick and disgusting black branch that had lost a portion of its tip after being burnt.
A person's entire body except their head was bound by that branch.

The head of that person slowly lowered.

Plop.

Their head weakly lowered.

That person was Cale Henituse.
The person who was already pale from the start looked terrible standing there limp with his eyes closed.

"...Ah."

Jopis who had been inside the wooden nest jumped up.
She could finally see that pale person properly.

She realized something at the same time.