Trash of the Count's Family

The top floor of the Golden Tree. This location that was the highest spot in Vegas City was as quiet as a theatre waiting for a play to start, although there were some whispers down below.

Click.

The Singten Guild Leader Plavin opened the door to R-3.

The auction house for the VIP auction had seats from 1 - 5. However, there were VIP sections as well.

R.

This was the symbol for the terrace where you could see the auction platform, as well as the seats below.

The auction house had a total of 8 terraces like this, and they were all labeled by the letter R.

It was possible to see the entire platform, but most importantly, the terrace had a sound barrier and made it easier to hide your identity in comparison to the other seats.

Plavin Singten entered terrace number 3 while wearing a mask that was embedded with beautiful jewels.

Screeech.

He opened the curtains covering the terrace.

Plavin had to find a seat in R-3 at short notice, however, it was not difficult as the seat originally assigned to the Singten Merchant Guild, which was one of the top five merchant guilds in the Empire, was within the 8 terraces.

The number itself was not important.

“Guild leader-nim, shall I bring some tea?”

Plavin turned toward the voice.

The participants inside the auction house could bring one servant with them. Knights and mages could not come with them.

That was why Plavin had brought the assassin guild's vice guild leader as his servant.

“No need.”

Plavin did not even sit at the luxurious couch as he looked around the terrace.

‘Is he on terrace 4?’

‘That bastard. Where could the crazy bastard with the Determination of Fire be located?’

That was the only thing Plavin was focused on right now.

The eight terraces were all paired up, however, there was a thick wall between the paired terraces in order to make it difficult to know who was on the other terraces.

Plavin licked his lips with his tongue.

‘Just how are we going to meet?’

He had no idea about how the person would approach him. He asked the assassin a question.

“The Flynn Merchant Guild is on terrace 4?”

“Yes sir. It is said to be Billos, who is second in line to succeed the leader.”

From terrace 1 to terrace 8, the Singten Guild Leader had used all of his information networks in order to figure out who was on each terrace.

‘…Is the Flynn Merchant Guild's successor the crazy bastard?’

Billos, the bastard son of the Flynn Merchant Guild's guild leader, was still young. But most importantly, he had never gone near the Empire’s Vatican nor had he had any contact with the Pope.

‘It is possible that I just didn't know.’

It could be that he was looking down on the Flynn Merchant Guild, however, his instincts that had been honed through years of experience were telling him something.

It was not the Flynn Merchant Guild.

They were not at that level.

He was close to certain that his intuition was correct.

It was a more difficult existence to determine. That seemed to be the crazy bastard's identity.

“It will start soon. How about we sit down for now?”

“Sure.”

Plavin realized that he had been overly anxious after hearing the assassin’s comment. His face underneath the beautiful mask was extremely nervous.

‘The Flynn Merchant Guild's successor apparently already entered terrace 4.’

Plavin was the last to enter terrace R. The staff of the Golden Tree Auction House had closed the entrance to the terrace as soon as he entered. Talented swordsmen were said to be guarding outside the door.

‘But they’re probably still weaker than that crazy bastard.’

Plavin hated the person blackmailing him, but still wanted to see who it was.

‘Is this what it feels like to be dragged around?’

The merchant guild leader had changed his goal after last night. The original goal was to reveal the person and take the necklace away, however, it had now changed into making a deal.

A mutually beneficial deal.

This meeting would not be too bad if it was a mutually beneficial deal. Plavin made up his mind to put his, ‘know-how,’ that he had gained after so many years to use.

Of course, he had no idea that the phrase, ‘mutually beneficial deal,’ was not in the other person's mind.

Boom-

He started to hear the sound of a drum beating.

“It is starting.”

“Yes.”

Plavin sat up straight at the assassin's words and casually looked down at the platform.

The auctioneer for the auction walked up to the beat of the drum. The auctioneer was also wearing a fancy mask as he spoke into the amplification magic device.

you very much for joining us in

respectful tone, the auctioneer’s demeanor did not seem respectful

the items that were about to come out

VIP auction is famous for bringing out one best item

the theme of

‘Beast people.’ Ah! Of course, we do not put living Beasts up for

peeked

was someone who had risen to his current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the auctioneer's words after seeing the

will start

up to the platform and the audience

Clap, clap, clap-

did not clap as he simply continued to look

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

heard a different noise

body quickly stiffened

Plavin and clenched the dagger that was

small noise that they had just

noise had come from

stepped onto the railing in order to enter the

starting bid is

was the moment he heard the

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

his eyes away from the

Click.

did not see any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked by itself as

don't think there will be a reason

heard a voice even though he did

‘Young.’

voice

hand that was clenching the magic device started to shake. The man did not care as

servant. Isn’t that too vicious? Put away

“Haaaa.”

merchant guild leader and the assassin. Both of them had the same thought in their heads

‘An expert.’

that this invisible man was

Clunk.

Plavin started to move. Plavin’s eyes opened wide as he

you so

The white-haired man was sitting

white mask that was as white as

Fuck! He’s at least a high-grade

to get anxious after realizing the man had

is a mage and

out. That alone signaled that the

a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about the man’s stealthiness and the red fog from the

them, Cale, was just saying

Human, aren’t I great?

dagger.

‘What a useful Dragon.’

learned to work without needing any directions as he

only covered the upper half of his

did you

shook his head at the fact that Plavin's first words to him were useless

That was not important.

necklace out of his chest

Clang.

on his index finger and started

of Fire. He heard the white-haired

“30.”

number brought Plavin back to his senses as he clenched

are you? How dare you do this

“Haaaaa.”

let out

“How boring.”

“What?”

response. That

“30 billion counds.”

about to get

30 billion counds.

Cale was saying. He immediately responded

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

should I go

He was giving off an aura

angry, but the gaze of the man

a bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke

“Plavin Singten.”

the Determination of Fire as if it was a toy. This was because he had no idea what the

the Sun God.

was an unexpected

it was something

the Sun God. The church had

existed for much longer than the Empire. It was

The man in the white mask confidently continued to

a reason something

Sun God had survived much longer than

the roots of the Church of the Sun God had been around before the Empire had even set its foundation in the western

religions and kingdoms that

Sun God in that list not too long ago. That was why he took the side of the Empire and had planned on retrieving the Determination of Fire in order to end

after seeing the person in

The man sounded certain.

Sun God is not done? He

face. It was the gaze of a merchant who was curious about this

Singten, they say that you are known for

was indeed

internally agreed with

really good

should know about it. You should know what the bad

moved past