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 this new

the auctioneer’s demeanor did

that were about to come out

out one best item every day for the duration of the

auctioneer shared the theme of

do not put living Beasts up for auction.

assassin peeked toward

barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the auctioneer's words

will start with

up to the platform and the audience applauded the

Clap, clap, clap-

did not clap as he simply continued

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

heard a different noise amongst

Singten's body

quickly moved behind Plavin and clenched the dagger that was inside of his chest

noise that they had just

noise had come from the

as if someone had stepped onto the railing in order to enter

bid is 100

he

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

take his eyes away from

Click.

any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin clenched the shield

be a reason for

even though

‘Young.’

was the voice

to shake. The man did not care as he continued

that too vicious? Put away your

“Haaaa.”

could hear the nervous sigh of the assassin behind him. The merchant guild leader and the assassin. Both of them had the same thought

‘An expert.’

were thinking that this invisible man

Clunk.

started to move. Plavin’s eyes opened wide

you so

suddenly appeared out of thin air. The white-haired man was

underneath the white mask that was as white as his hair

Fuck! He’s at

realizing the man had been using invisibility magic, however, the assassin was even

mage and a

his dagger out. That alone signaled that the man was involved

was at least a high-grade mage and a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about the man’s stealthiness and the red fog from the

Cale, was just saying whatever Raon was telling him

Human, aren’t I great?

and the dagger. Raon had explained everything

‘What a useful Dragon.’

learned to work without needing any directions as he

only covered the upper half of his face, making his smile completely

did you

the fact that Plavin's first words to him were

That was not important.

a necklace out of his chest

Clang.

his index finger and started to

of Fire. He heard the white-haired man’s voice at

“30.”

back to his senses as he

hell are you? How dare

“Haaaaa.”

let out a

“How boring.”

“What?”

boring response. That

“30 billion counds.”

was about to get angry, stopped

30 billion counds.

understood what Cale was saying. He immediately responded back

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go to the Imperial

white-haired man responded back in an arrogant and annoyed voice. He was giving

wanted to get angry, but the gaze of the man made it difficult for him

bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke

“Plavin Singten.”

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

of the

was an

it was something

naturally the Church of the Sun God. The church had

existed for much longer than the Empire. It

changed as well. The man in the white mask confidently continued

reason

Sun God had survived much

fact, the roots of the Church of the Sun God had been around before the

the many religions and kingdoms

of the Empire and had planned on retrieving the Determination of Fire in order to end

odd thought after seeing

The man sounded certain.

God is not done?

anxiety filled his face. It was the gaze of a

that you are known for your political

was indeed the

agreed

was really good

about it. You should know what the

different emotion moved