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

Chapter 111 - Scary (4)

But there was another individual responding to Cale other than Pendrick.

– Human, I know who he is! Do you want to know? He was the Elf that stood behind the Elf that talked to you in the inn! I remember everything because I am a great and mighty Dragon!

'No, I already know who he is.'

Cale started to frown after his mind became rowdy with Raon's unnecessary explanation.

'And why is he like that?'

Cale was anxious about Pendrick's reaction. Pendrick slightly lifted the hood of his robe. Although his ears were still covered, Cale could see the Z shaped scar around Pendrick's eyes.

"Sir, we met at the inn. I remember that we made eye contact."

This was true. Cale had flinched after seeing the scar by Pendrick's eyes.

"I see."

However, Cale feigned ignorance until the end. He also made his responses as short as possible. He had learned from his experiences.

'Cannot say too much.'

He kept ending up being dragged into messes the more he talked to someone. Cale turned away from Pendrick and started to walk in the opposite direction. He was heading toward the top of the pit.

Crumble. Crumble.

The black rocks broke as he stepped on them. Cale's red hair fluttered in the wind.

'He'll stop thinking about me now.'

Of course, Cale was wrong.

"Sir, did you earn an ancient power?"

Cale did not stop walking, even after Pendrick started to speak.

"Yes."

He gave a short answer.

Pendrick flinched at the cold and indifferent voice. He looked at the back of the man who was walking away.

Why would Pendrick have come here even though the village was in trouble? It was because of the scary feeling he got from the lava.

Pendrick was aware of his status as an Elf who could not handle an Elemental.
The only things that he had going for him were his healing and fighting abilities.

For someone like him, that scary lava was a tempting power. He wanted the power to help his village. He thought that the fire might be able to burn that thing that was a poison to the Elves.
However, ancient powers were things that required a lot of luck to acquire. They were said to have predestined owners.

"Excuse me!"

Pendrick started to run toward Cale.
Cale flinched at the sound of someone running toward him.

'Why is he following me?'

Cale started to walk faster. However, he still responded to Pendrick.

"What is it?"
"Could you please lend me the strength of your ancient power?"

Cale thought that he shouldn't have responded.
Cale started to frown. How could someone suddenly launch a hook like this? Cale wanted to sigh, but just turned around with the frown still on his face.

"Mm!"

He then flinched.
An Elf was standing behind him. Pendrick had lowered his hood to reveal his Elf ears.

The novel had mentioned that the Whales were so beautiful they could put the Elves to shame. However, as one of the main character's party members, Pendrick had a different kind of beauty compared to other Elves.