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.

meet you. Thank you very much for joining

auctioneer’s demeanor did not

the anticipation for the items that were

auction is famous for bringing out one best item every day for the duration

theme of this VIP

auction is, ‘Beast people.’ Ah! Of course, we do not put living Beasts up for auction. We despise barbaric acts such

assassin peeked

someone who had risen to his current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the

will start with the first

item was brought up to the platform and

Clap, clap, clap-

simply continued to look down at

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different noise amongst

Singten's body quickly stiffened

clenched the dagger that

noise that

had come

someone had stepped onto the railing in order to

bid is

the moment he heard the auctioneer's

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

could not take his eyes away from the curtain that

Click.

to the terrace was locked by itself as

will be a

heard a voice even though he did

‘Young.’

was the voice of a

clenching the magic device started to shake. The man did not care as he

Isn’t that too

“Haaaa.”

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

‘An expert.’

were thinking that this

Clunk.

in front of Plavin started to move. Plavin’s

you

was sitting at the edge of the table with his

man’s clear blue eyes underneath the white mask that was as

Fuck! He’s at least a high-grade

started to get anxious after realizing the man had

mage and

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

at least a high-grade mage and a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about

in front of them, Cale, was just saying whatever Raon was telling

Human, aren’t I great?

and the dagger. Raon had explained

‘What a useful Dragon.’

Raon learned to work without needing any directions as he smiled

mask only covered the upper half of his face, making his

did

shook his head at the fact that Plavin's

That was not important.

took a necklace out

Clang.

necklace on his index finger

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

“30.”

brought Plavin back to his senses as he clenched onto the armrest and

How dare you do

“Haaaaa.”

out

“How boring.”

“What?”

a boring response. That was why

“30 billion counds.”

about to get angry, stopped

30 billion counds.

finally understood what Cale was saying. He immediately

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go

white-haired man responded back in an arrogant and annoyed voice. He was giving off an aura that made it difficult to

the gaze of the man made it difficult for him to

was using a bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke to Plavin

“Plavin Singten.”

spinning the Determination of Fire as if it was

the Sun God. Which has the longer

was an

was something anybody

God. The church had been around

the Sun God had existed for much longer than the Empire.

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

a reason something

Sun God had survived

the Church of the Sun God had been around

recalled the many religions and kingdoms that

ago. That was why he took the side of the Empire and had planned on retrieving the Determination of Fire in order to end all of his relations

odd thought after seeing the person in front

The man sounded certain.

is not done? He is speaking as if it will last much longer than

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

they say that you are known for your

was indeed

agreed with the

really good

should know what the bad news from the

different emotion moved past