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 year celebration

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

for the items that were

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

auctioneer shared the theme of

Ah! Of course, we do not put living Beasts up for auction. We despise barbaric acts such as slavery.

peeked toward

current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the auctioneer's words

we will start with the

was brought up to the platform and the audience applauded the start of

Clap, clap, clap-

clap as he simply

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

a different noise amongst

Singten's body quickly

Plavin and clenched the dagger that was inside of his

that they had

come from the

onto the

bid is 100 million

the moment he heard the auctioneer's

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

his eyes away from

Click.

not see any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin clenched

think there will be a reason for you to activate

voice even though he did

‘Young.’

the voice

to shake. The man did not care as he

servant. Isn’t that too vicious? Put away your

“Haaaa.”

merchant guild leader

‘An expert.’

thinking that this invisible

Clunk.

to move. Plavin’s

are you

The white-haired man was sitting at the

white mask that was

Fuck! He’s at least a

get anxious after realizing the man

mage and a

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

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

front of them, Cale, was just saying

Human, aren’t I great?

invisibility, and the dagger. Raon had explained everything to

‘What a useful Dragon.’

his satisfaction at how Raon learned to

upper half of his face, making

did you

the fact that Plavin's first

That was not important.

out

Clang.

the necklace on his index finger and started to shake

on the Determination of Fire. He heard the white-haired

“30.”

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

you? How dare you do this to

“Haaaaa.”

let out

“How boring.”

“What?”

to listen to such a boring response. That was why

“30 billion counds.”

about to

30 billion counds.

Cale was saying. He immediately responded

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

I go

in an arrogant and annoyed voice. He was giving off an

the gaze of the man made

using a bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke to

“Plavin Singten.”

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

and the Church of the

an unexpected

was something anybody could easily

the Church of the Sun God.

Sun God had existed for much longer than

The man in the

a reason something lasts so

the Sun God had survived much

Church of the Sun God had been

and

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

had an odd thought after seeing the person in front of

The man sounded certain.

like he is saying the Church of the Sun God is not done? He is speaking as if it will

was the gaze of

say that you are

was indeed the

agreed with

really good

should know about it. You should know what the bad news from the

different emotion moved past Plavin's