Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 25

Late at night in a small two story house in the outskirts of Puzzle City. The only light in the area was the light on the first floor of this small house, shining out through the windows. Marquis Stan’s eldest son, Taylor, the owner of the house, started to frown.

“What is going on?”

“Damn it. Ugh. Hold on. Don’t talk to me right now.”

Cage, the priestess of the God of Death, was clenching her head in pain.

Clang.

The beer cup in her hand fell to the ground. Taylor and three of his people approached her quickly.

“What? Is the lord saying something to you again?”

Taylor looked toward her with concern. The God of Death spoke to Cage from time to time. This had suddenly happened one day and would sporadically appear like this. Cage had hidden this fact from the church, and only Taylor and his three subordinates knew about it.

“Ah, so annoying!”

After struggling for a while, Cage jumped up and headed to the back door of the house. She was moving pretty quickly. She was still clenching her head and staggering a bit, but her gaze remained focused on the back door.

Taylor told his subordinates to stay back as he pushed his wheelchair and followed behind her.

‘Did someone break in?’

They may be in a small house, but there were magic alarms set up everywhere. Taylor was too paranoid about his younger brother to sleep without these alarms.

After having both of his knees destroyed by a hitman in his own room at the Marquis’s estate, there was nowhere that Taylor considered to be safe anymore.

“Cage. What is going on?”

“Hold on.”

Slam!

Cage slammed the back door open. Taylor could only see a peaceful backyard. It was calm and tranquil, as always. There were a couple of lamps lighting the garden up, making it the most lit area in the property.

Cage started to rush into the backyard and Taylor followed behind her. Cage walked all the way to the fence at the boundary of the property and let out a gasp.

“Ha!”

This was the location right outside of the range of the alarm. On top of that fence was a small rock tower made of five small rocks.

It was just large enough for the single knight staying at this house to find when he went on his patrol later.

“… Crazy shit. It was real.”

Some rough words came out of Cage’s mouth. Taylor arrived next to Cage in his wheelchair and started to look at the rock tower on top of the fence with confusion.

“What is this?”

At Taylor’s question, Cage read the message that was written in chalk next to it.

“‘Break this if you want your wish to be granted.’ That’s what it says.”

Confusion and curiosity both filled Taylor’s face simultaneously. Cage let out a sigh after looking at him and pressed her temples with her finger.

“I vote that you break it. No, it sounds crazy, but the lord says to break it.”

“…What?”

“This is the first time the lord has not said some bullshit. Why is he talking so much these days? He usually speaks to me maybe once a year.”

“What does this rock tower have to do with it?”

Cage turned to make eye contact with Taylor.

“The turning point of our lives. That is what he said.”

The God of Death only came to Cage when she was sleeping. Sleep was similar to death. That was why sleep was a path of sorts for the God of Death. However, this time, she had heard her lord while she was drinking.

Cage thought that the God of Death was angry at her for drinking too much beer. That was why she had welcomed it. She wanted this god to stop paying attention to her. However, the God of Death had a different message for her.

“‘The decision is yours to make. However, don’t break it if you want to live a peaceful life.’ That’s what he said.”

She looked toward the rock tower. There was something underneath.

think

had to look up from the wheelchair, so, although he could see

feel any strange powers surrounding the

was not as sensitive as real mages, using divine powers allowed Cage to be pretty sensitive and perceptive toward her surroundings. She would be able to feel if there were any curses or negative energy surrounding an item or a place. She was, after all, a servant of

waiting for Taylor’s

up at the night sky, before slowly turning to look at

“Destroy it.”

rock tower in

Tang. Tang. Tang.

on top of the fence all fell

if I want

never lived peacefully. He also had no desire to live peacefully. He was going to find a way to get

overturn this damned family of

envelope and found that letter was written using magic to prevent

the letter, that were visible through the lamps in the yard, immediately caught his

Healing,’ and is useless to him. It is a

a method to

hands started

“What is going on?”

and his shaking hands. However, she soon

“Ha!”

because Taylor started to laugh.

definitely be a

the hell are you

letter from Taylor and started to read. She stopped for a moment after reading about the ancient power and the crown

and mouth can. The rest of you is still very

to make, Taylor Stan,

corner of the yard and

“Cage.”

“Yeah?”

leave this place to the butler, and head to the capital for

“Okay.”

someone who had experienced death many more times than anybody else because she was a priestess of the God of Death, thus causing her to be very clear about

intelligent Taylor will take care of everything. You’re pretty good at

Taylor’s mind and

used to be pretty

be.’ Cage gazed toward Taylor after hearing

how

he did not take good care of

enough being here for the last few months following a lead he didn’t even know was

God of Death did not lie. Taylor was

to match the timing for the

“Alright. Let’s hurry.”

be okay? We will run into a lot of the people from the temple if we go to

That’d be great. I’m just

“Thank you.”

“No need.”

the

“Benefactor.”

had a feeling that the writer of this

clear and without any traces of drinking just a few moments ago, quietly looked at the letter. It was the gaze of people who had

of this from the roof of another

we can go home now,

our job. Let’s go

“Woohoo!”

to roof as they returned to

with his arms crossed and a frown on his face. His gaze was looking up and down at the

more flashy and

not there,

Captain should have

master. This Ron is very

mess from crawling through the cave. The fancy outfit he was wearing

another reason Cale was looking annoyed

to

arms crossed and looking at Choi

“Yes.”

or farewell party for the leaving Choi Han. Neither Cale nor Choi Han

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