Trash of the Royal Family (Ao3)

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Callen can clearly hear the red dragon's cries even if no one else can.

It's deafening. The cries from that red-armoured knight were deafening.

Callen could feel his head throbbing. He couldn't keep up with everything at times like this. A thorny cry, a little excitement, but mostly a cry begging them to leave. Even the egg inside his spatial pouch appeared to be in mourning.

Brother. Brother...

Callen took a look at the red-armored knight. Some kind of shadow is hovering around him. Crying out loud is a dark reddish shadow.

A dragon is said to be the pinnacle of arrogance and power.

But...

It is extremely proud of its race and defends its own kind.

How much more so if they're blood-related dragons?

[A dragon's heart. That black egg's sibling.]

When Callen heard that, he said without hesitation, "I want that thing alive."

He wishes to keep that heart alive.

"Cut his limbs off and do whatever you want with him; I want that thing alive."

Eruhaben looked at him, certain that the child knew something he didn't.

"I will obey that command."

Before charging at the enemy, Eruhaben let out a powerful roar.

The armoured knight smiled viciously, as if nothing had happened.

However, four blades wound up on his neck. Choi Han, Hellion, Vicross, and Robbit charged the red knight, while Alver fought the redhead bastard.

Cale Henituse was lying beside Callen, shielded by the dragon.

"He did that, huh?" Cale stood up and straightened his back. Cale quickly regained his strength after Callen handed him some food. He obtained the firepower by traveling to the mountains as instructed by Callen. It shouldn't have appeared at this point in time, but Cale forced it by destroying one of the peaks.

"Unforgivable," said Cale. He draws his sword from the depths of his spatial dimension. He is not a mage, but as a swordmaster, he was able to develop this skill. A black sword with a bright red glint appeared.

He may have regressed, and some of his secrets were weapons that accompanied him after his regression.

But for the time being, he was waiting for this bastard knight and redhead to exact his revenge.

A genuine blade forged from the heart of the future's destroyed world tree.

It's the same sword he previously gave to Choi Han.

It's best to remove the buds before they bloom.

White Star is not yet a powerful bastard.

"Cale Henituse."

He noticed the boy's grim expression and said, "Kill them, but I want that thing alive."

This elaborate game is designed to draw their opponents into it before they can make a change.

They've already altered history since Callen's birth.

Cale gave a ferocious grin.

He rushed up to the redhead and laughed. Alver Crossman takes a step back and flicks his sword calmly.